A Birch Grows Tall

That this may be a warning to whoever cares. Don't look any further, you can't go back and you have to make do with what you'll find. Trust me, read these words at least, first. Then you may wish to decide. But, don't forget, I warned you.
I just hope I can end this before it's too late. So you'll have to excuse me if I lack order or even sense in the coming pages. However, this must be done once and for all. No turning back, now. I have to write this down, it may one day be very important that someone, you, reads these pages.
This is not a confession but it may very well be my testament and last words. If I seem a bit ominous, it is not my intention to scare the reader. I am merely writing the words that must be read, any reaction to them will not be my intent.
You may be starting to wonder if there's going to be a point to it all, I'll let you be the judge of this, and if you dare, of my self too.