Choice

0 Comments

Tags:
  • Love
  • ,
  • Life
  • ,
  • Death

    Choice

    One Soul
    Two soul mates
    A fight to the death
    Will decide her fate
    She weeps for the one deceased
    Her love unyeilding
    Suicide will cure all
    Her despair and desperation gone
    Only to find herself alone
    In the black hole of the abyss
    What has she won?
    Nothing, not even death
    Could she relish as her own

    Poem Comments

    (0)

    Please login or register

    You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
    leave comments/feedback and rate this poem.

    Login or Register

    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

    trb2491’s Poems (1)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    Choice 0

    trb2491’s Friends

      No friends in trb2491's network.