I have one last choice to make today
Live or die
If I live, I could be happy
If I die, I would be happy
Everything is numb today.
But still I know I have to stay
Nothing is right this week
Everything is breaking apart
So I turn to the last choice I'll ever make
Death
This is it
Goodnight my friends
I'll not be waking up in the morning

YOU ARE READING
~I'm fine, I promise~
PoetryWriting to try to escape depression, or just because I'm bored