The Poet's Eye

Life's Choice

The whole world crumbling down.
Reality annihilated with it.
Who will be spared and who will fall?
This life is a risk so let's take the gamble.
What's right is wrong and what's wrong is right in this jacked up society.
Little are we allowed to know not to trust anybody wholely.
No matter who claims they love you forever, won't.
Those who make promises, break them.
Don't put your faith in anybody, don't give them your heart.
The only time we show real emotions is during death.
"Think about it,", says a tiny voice in your head, "How many promises have people made to you and broke them? How many times will someone stab you and break you down when you help them up? How many people have said 'I care' but don't show it when they see you down, as they turn their noses up as if you're a stray nobody wants? Make them suffer... Make them pay...Join me, I'll be waiting."
You pick up the razor, the gun, the knife. You hang the noose or approach the edge of a bridge and you see him... The owner of the voice... The one with a tempting offer...
Ready to catch you is your escape.
Death.