Thursday, July 17, 2008

The Choice

To give up would be so easy
To give in to the images
To hand control over to the urges
To heed the thoughts that spin in my head
To depart

To continue on would be taxing
To push forward through the pain
To advance, heedless of the pull to surrender
To persist in spite of seemingly overwhelming odds
To linger

The choice
To forsake this earthly body
Or tarry a moment longer
Hoping for a better tomorrow

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Very moving, very familiar.

Your brevity is so solemn yet your thoughts are complex and beautiful because of that.

Girl Interrupted83 said...

Thanks, your complement means an awful lot.

I'll admit, this is one of my favorites that I have written, though I'm not entirely sure why.