#74

“Fatal Decision”

I am at a crucial decision point.
I am in danger, but that’s not the point.
My friend is in danger because of me.
My feelings could destroy my friend or me.

I will kill myself if I cannot be with her.
But my friend is already going out with her.
He says he’ll kill himself if he gets broken up.
I don’t want to die, but I will not break them up.

Either he goes or I go.  There’s no other choice.
Nobody wants to listen to my lonely voice.
I looks like I have to go to heaven above.
That’s the price that I must pay for falling in love.

But is falling deep in love such a crime?
I still suffer from love all of the time.
I never intended to fall in love.
I never wanted to fall deep in love.

I am trapped in life and suicide is the key.
Suicide can stop the pain and can set me free.
If she had to choose one of us to kill themself.
She would want me to die.  She doesn’t care herself.

Why did my friend have to steal my true love from me?
Why did he even dare to come up and ask me?
If he was my friend, he would not have crossed that line.
He knew that I really needed her to be mine.

But he was desperate enough to break his friend’s heart.
Now it is too late to try to break them apart.
Because he is deep in love, and he is with her.
And I am deep in love, but I am not with her.

The clock is ticking. My destination’s ahead.
My friend crossed the line and pretty soon I’ll be dead.
My friend is responsible for my suicide,
but my decision is to commit suicide.

I don’t want to have my friend commit suicide.
I care for him, even though he’s not on my side.
This is a fatal decision. Someone must die.
I’ll be the one who’ll go to heaven in the sky.
Because no one even cares if I’m going to die.