What's this life all about?
getting lost every single day,
so tired of expecting a turn of things,
without seeing any ray of hope...
hours, days, months
feeling dead, hate my plight
never did i dream of this state
pitying the way i lead my life today...
am sure many face the same
tell me whats best here, for i have only 2 ways
to protest and break the illusion i have built myself
and push a few into the hell for no mistake of theirs
or accept the painful offer of life
in the name of sacrifice?
try to bring the illusion into reality
shedding tears to wash away the sin...
what a dreadful thing to do?
a life time to regret whichever i take
let me get the time machine
i shall never do this again
Srita Sri
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-do-i-choose/
