Decision

                 Decision

 

Times like these

Are a matter of choices that’s please

Whether it is to quit

Or to go on

The decision is yours

It’s your only chore

As the time ticks by

You sit there and wait

Looking forward to future fate

You look into the mirror

Seeing your lost eyes

Fearing of the worse

Wondering if it will die

Feeling the sorrow wash though

As deep depression sits

At the bottom of your empty heart

Wondering if you should do it

To take the chance

The decision is yours

The future of fate is only yours.

 

- Poison (Rin)