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.