Dear Life

Dear Death

Dear Death,

Most people are scared of you but I'm not. I'm not. I've thought of you as a close friend in all honestly, something as a comfort, something as an out if life got too hard. But it did get that hard. But here I am, writing this. Being more scared to die than ever. 

Most people are scared of you because you take people out of this world but that's the beauty of you and people don't understand that, and for that I'm sorry. I'm sorry that people don't see you the way you see yourself or how I see you.

I get that, a lot. People see me as the pastor's daughter or the smart one or the one that's friends with the druggy. When all of those are right but also wrong if that makes sense. I'm all of that and more. I'm friends with people who need friends, I am book smart but not social smart. I'm the one who is a pastor's daughter but I don't let that define me. I don't let any of those define me.

Death, you shouldn't let others define you. You aren't scary but you're not comforting to others and that's okay. You can't let others scare you into being something you aren't. You can't let the fear of others hold you back.

I know I probably shouldn't be saying "Death don't hold back" but I talking to you from person to person. You show people horrible mercy, mercy that doesn't make sense to some people but it does to me.

It's okay if you don't make sense to everyone. Some people are too small-minded to understand your type of mercy.

Sometimes I wish you never existed but I understand that there can't be life without death plus I think the world would stay the same, with the same old people running it. And I think it should be unnatural for humans to live that long, and honestly, the world would be overpopulated. So I think it's a good thing you exist, most of the time. 

But death, screw you.