Choices

Lifes so hard, choices and decisions that need to be made
my thoughts are like a war zone being hit by a night raid
its almost to much for me to bear, my threads running thin
patiants growing weak waiting for some relief to begin
my heart aches like limbs being pulled in differant directions
some are potentialy life ending much like lethal enjections
hearts desire pent up against the likes of a sinister mind
thoughts leave me tired and weary from this every day grind
inside my chest beats a drum thats suddenly lost its rythem
i feel my mind ripping apart in an utmost violent cataclysm
the desire i feel burns hotter inside me than a thousand suns
thoughts spin out of countrol, the process has finaly begun
will my hearts battle be won, will it stand up victorious
and stand in the virtual lime light most glorious
or will my feelings be damned to torment eternal
will it burn in hells firey depths in a dark land infernal