A Choice

May 24, 2011
Girl, 15, dead today,
A car crash on the interstate
As the headline screamed.
Unknowing comments "seatbelts?"
Knowing comments "RIP",
"We love you, now we miss you."
"Nothing will ever be the same."
And seeing these messages
For one I've shared the stage with,
I begin to think it could happen to me.
I could die tomorrow.
Those messages could soon be
Repeated any day for me.
Death sometimes calls to me softly;
I think of going willingly,
Of calling it closer,
Of taking that way out.
I
Could
Do
It.
In the wake of this tragedy,
Yes, I could do it.
How much difference could it make?
Yes.
I could.
I bring it closer.
Slowly, slowly...
No. I can't.
Maybe more care about her,
But someone cares.
I have a choice.
She did not.
She has died.
I could do the same.
But no.
This is
My
Time
To
Live.





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