I have never wished 

To be a Martyr

Never craved a cross

Or to be given a day of remembrance

To die is an ugly thing

To be killed even uglier

Someone or many let

Hate toward another 

Fester in their heart

For too long 

Until it all came out

In one fatal act

I do not want to die

For a cause

But I have causes

That I would die for

The worst feeling of all

When it comes to this thinking

Is that I must die

For there to be any change

And I don't only think that

When I am hopeless

I am afraid of death

Of the very end

But there are some things

That make me even more afraid

And those things just may

Scare me to death