Poetry

Choose a Choice

So here's a point in time I hate.
A point in time a decision I must make.
Everyone wants wants me to make one.
But what if with that one I am done?

True freinds my choice they will support.
Even when of sure-ness I am short.
But I'll lose some ones respect.
My freind ships I wish I could protect.

But I have learned that the hard way.
Yes I have been lost in the dawn of day.
So I'm going to give you some advice,
And maybe you will think twice.

Whatever choice you choose,
People'll get hurt, and some you'll lose.
The regret will knaw at your gut every night.
The Darkness will try to conquer your light.

At times you will want die.
When flashbacks come you'll cry.
Yes, that choice could break your heart.
It will try to tear you apart.

So don't it win.
Loseing is your sin.
Don't you bend.
Instead is respect fend.
Yes, it will hurt.
Out of you anger will spurt.

This you can do.
But only do what you want.
The choice is yours to choose.
So either you'll win or lose.