I want

If I were to die tomorrow,
I'd hope that people would not say
that he was the guy with all the dreams, and aspirations,
but lacked the motivation.
I would hope they would not say he was notgood or bad,
or that he was just there.
For if this is what they'd say I know I would not be able to take it.
I want people to say he was so broken he was fixed.
I want people to say he was the eye of the hurricane,
the only safe spot in a place of complete hell.
I want people to say he was the one running into the fight, not away,
I want people to say he did not just wait for the wave but paddled after it.
But if anyone ever spoke about my death I would not know
because I am dead.