​My Final Words

I think I know how I will die,
I have it planned,
The time and place.

I think it will be sad.
Tragic to some,
But I’ll be at peace.

I think it’ll be quick.
Painless and fast,
I’ve suffered enough.

I think I’ll write a note.
Explain my sorrows,
Say “sorry I’m gone.”

I think I hid the broken.
Never cried out loud,
Never once reached out.

I think I hid it badly.
Made a few bad jokes,
People didn’t take lightly.

I think I will say my final words.
I’ll put in deep thought,
Craft them to perfection.

I think I know my final words.
My final words are,
Not what’s important.