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The Dilemma Of Choice
Standing on the edge of mountain,
Staring at the deep dark abyss infront of me,
Thoughts like torrential river rush in my mind,
What do I do now?
Jump off the edge or pull myself back?
Life now offers nothing,
The thrill seems to be gone somewhere,
Maybe, lost in the corridors of despair,
Death seems to be a better proposition,
A choice that could make things better, If not in this life, be it thereafter,
So, what do I do now?
Here I stand on the edge of the cliff, Still asking myself,
Do I jump off the edge or pull myself back?
Staring at the deep dark abyss infront of me,
Thoughts like torrential river rush in my mind,
What do I do now?
Jump off the edge or pull myself back?
Life now offers nothing,
The thrill seems to be gone somewhere,
Maybe, lost in the corridors of despair,
Death seems to be a better proposition,
A choice that could make things better, If not in this life, be it thereafter,
So, what do I do now?
Here I stand on the edge of the cliff, Still asking myself,
Do I jump off the edge or pull myself back?
Published 8th Sep 2015
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