Which torment shall I choose?
I console my self each day
By telling my self, either way,
What have I really then to lose?
But which torment shall I choose?
In which hell shall I live?
Shall I keep it in and slowly die,
Or coldly watch my loved ones cry?
I’ve no guarantee they will forgive…
Then, in which Hell shall I live?
Which happy memories shall I keep?
The ones when I was dumb and blind
And acted foolish and unkind?
Or the ones from when I was asleep?
Which happy memories shall I keep?
In what untimely manner shall I die?
Surely, some might weep and mourn,
But no more must I feel their scorn…
Sometimes there simply is no why.
In what untimely manner shall I die?
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