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I'm Not Afraid of Dying

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I'm not afraid of dying, letting the invisible screws in my body just rust and break that kept me running.

They won't be repaired anymore, nor shall I speak of unheard promises that fall upon deaf ears.

If I die tonight there won't be a reciting of any regrets, just relief.

Being alone is fine by me because there's no one saying goodbye to.


Although my exact ending isn't known, every part of me is ready, no longer scared.

Releasing my childhood and adult fears where they took so much time and energy.

I'm not scared of meeting my maker, Jesus.

He's been holding my hand for years.


Upon meeting the Lord I'll ask Him what his plan for me was.

This body, soul, and mind are weary.

Please God, bring me into your light, so I can see all truths.

Comfort me, squeeze my hand, and repair all that is broken.


I would love seeing my life before me, the whole thing, Lord please.

Show me, my eyes may water but fear is no longer my enemy.

I miss my animals that loved me unconditionally.

I miss being young and having Mrs. Dirks teaching me piano.


Until then Lord, part of me is frozen and can't speak of certain things.

Please thaw that so that I know exactly what and when and whom.

I'm so tired of it being a mystery.

I've prayed my whole life, God.


Let my body and mind be at peace.

Please heal my wounds and let me be whole.

Remove the proverbial invisible cloth that's been over my eyes.

Let me have the truth in its entirety.


Please God, let me.

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