"To be or not to be?"

When inspiration abandons you,
when love is far from near,
when all held dear is lost from sight,
will you to life, adhere?

When memories start haunting you,
when hearts are full of fear,
when each day's like a tightrope stunt,
will death become endeared?

Is suicide the best way out
when all you know is gone?
Is suicide your one escape
from a life where you're forlorn?

Fleeing is always easier
than facing what you've done
and running’s always faster
when things cannot be undone.

So when it all comes down to it
which one will be your choice?
When you have to pick your fate
which option will you voice?