-Jane Spencers- <br /> <br />The leaves are greener, taller are the grass. <br />Birds do often come and go <br />as seasons never last. <br />Would someone tell me <br />the way of life? <br />Coz i see it cruel- <br />in my own perfect sight. <br />What is right then? <br />Prolonging the pain... <br />or ending it? <br />Hurting so completely... <br />or feeling ease inside? <br />Fighting for a love that's dying... <br />or surrendering to the fight? <br /> <br />The water is cooler as it ever was... <br />Trees do wither, petals die <br />as this cruel life never lasts. <br />Would someone tell me <br />the truth of life? <br />Coz i see its own lies- <br />in my own way of mind. <br />What is right then? <br />Living a life of misery... <br />or choosing peace in death? <br />Holding on to a knife <br />on the cliff of a hill <br />in the cold of the night, <br />waiting for miracles <br />that would never come to you... <br />or just giving up by letting go?<br /><br />Jessel Jane Tevar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/x19-what-is-right-then/
