People never want to die


but do they ever stop to think
about who is there
to witness them
at their very worst?

I only want to pass away
with no watching eyes
or touching hands.
I refuse
to let my loved ones see me
in my final, humbling hour.
I'm too proud to die with friends.
I'm too scared to die with family.
I'm too worried my last words
will be a testimony
to my legacy of shame.

I can't let them hear me
while I prepare for paradise or prison.
I can't let them see me
when my flesh undresses my spirit.

So, please, close your eyes and ears
and turn away from me.