The Choice Poem by Kirsten Gray

a split second choice
has taken my voive
the voice of reason, inside my head
it tells me that i should be dead
and you know it's right i shouldn't live
i really have nothing more to give
i'm all ready dead inside
and i am so tired of trying to hide..
hide how hurt i've been
and how much i sin
it would be better for all if i were gone
everyone can just forget me with the dawn
you're memory of me will hopeully fade
it's over now my choice has been made