I prepared the note today, "laminated" it with tape
In case it gets bloodied, the blood can be wiped off.
It wouldn't get stained by grime or oil as easily
It would survive rainwater and the ink wouldn't get smudged.
It's the note I've telling you about for a long long time
Not a suicide, but an informant
If I should not survive
From wherever and whenever,
That I was meant to go.
It has your number written, and the other's too
So you would have some access to
Wherever you need to go.
The hospital, the ward,
Whoever opens shall inform.
So please don't get a scare
When you hear an unfamiliar voice
And you hear about what's happened
And you make a sniffing noise.
I hope you don't cry too much
But I know it's inevitable,
And if I really leave
Please.
Break the promise.
And don't come after me.
Go with her to church.
Fulfil your life dream.
Take care of each other.
Then I may smile from Heaven above.
And if I do die
I pray you find
This poem
This account
This part of me.