I promised

My last note,
is a poem.

my last note,
Is sitting in my drafts.


And I'm scared.


I don't fear death.
I fear what will happen.
not in an afterlife,
but to my friends.

I fear what will happen to those I hold so close to me.
Their families.
So much pain and sorrow.

But

Even knowing this,
I cant help but think about it.

I promised I would get help.


I never want to show that poem.
Yet I nearly did.

And it scares me.