Dear Death Poem by Nqubeko chase Sithole

Dear death, I'm sorry I had to come earlier than I was supposed to; I had too many problems on earth so I had to escape. You were my only option; I've always seen you as the soul survivor because every lost and tired soul comes to you. You make us escape our problems and not face our fears. You are unlike life which always wants something in return and sometimes ends up not giving it to us. I'm just one of those people who decided to rely on you, hope it gets better because there is no life after you.
I was still young and had many dreams to achieve. In all those dreams I needed friendly and family support. I got moral support from my friend but never got it from my family. My family only supported me in the things they wanted me to do and never cared about what I wanted to do. (I guess they were just being parents but stubborn parents) .
When life holds you back when you can achieve more than what you have, it gets bad enough when even the people around you can notice that but won't support you. It's sad to put everything in pen when no-one can read that, better you death because you have no illiterate skill. I write this letter to announce my home coming since they say there's no place like home. I pray to you accept me home and make me feel better than earth did. As much I could've achieved way better things on earth, I failed to that's why I came to you. I'm not hoping you going make me achieve what I wanted, but I'm hoping you'll make me forget that I wanted. Because whenever I think of those things, I think how I could've got them.