I will miss being held by those who love me.
I will miss watching cow parsley swaying in the breeze.
I will miss songs that remind me of those who left me.
I will miss the smell of warm rain, small rabbits, dandelions and daisies.
I will miss helping those who need me.
I will rest in peace, knowing I brought more joy than pain to the world.
Although I regret the harsh words I sometimes spoke, especially to those who hurt me.
I hope my death does not take long, I don’t want to suffer or have people watch me suffer.
I wanted death a couple of months ago. Then I found a little happiness. Now in a cruel twist of fate- Death comes knocking at my door.
Life is strange, we always want what we don’t have.
I hope to go in peace without much pain or bloodshed.
Im not made for this world. I’ve always been too fragile, too easily hurt, too loving. I feel the people I’ve met have drained my spirit dry.
I truly felt my soul leaving the last time my heart broke. I felt myself dying from inside.
I’m not afraid of death, I look forward to becoming an Angel. Then no one can hurt me and I won’t be in pain anymore.
My one wish is to never be born on Earth again.
Let me remain an Angel always, Amen.