The Two Choices

The tears are rolling down my face,
I can feel them so hot and salty against my lips.
They continue to fall with no end,
without attempting to stop.
My chest heaves up and down so fast with each breath I take,
i can hear them
theysound so ragged and uneven.
And i feel as if my heartbeats faltering.
With each second they seem to get slower.
It feels like no hope.
On the inside I am dying.
A monster is tearing up my soul,
my whole life.
What kind of foolish and sick game is this?
Why does it want to torture me so?
It keeps getting more and more to the center.
My breaking point.
It claws its way in deeper with each tear I cry.
They are its life-source.
But the tears never end.
They continue to fall like rain.
My face is stained with every tear cried.
I feel as if I am on a game board played by this monster.
With each card pulled,
Something more worse than the last happens.
Its overpowering me,
I am forced to move up one more space,
then there is the finish line, the end.
Where i can finally leave,
everything will be taken away,
there are no more tears to be shed,
and all the anger and sadness leaves me.
I can choose between to different endings.
The one I can live on, and just keep going
become strong and not give up
Or the end for everything,
gone.
I need strength to choose between the two.
One is moreeasier than the other.
But to stay strong,
keep everything going,
is where i need to stay.
Continue on with this miserable game.
To finally reach the end,
where the most painful decision will be made.