The Writers' Circle

In times before, the more think
Your mind goes deeper, like the edge of an sink

It's hard to tell if it's the right thing
But you still supress
And hope for the best 

You tackle the problem with all that you have
With the choice you make
For the lives at stake

Your scared that the choice you make will breed regeret
But it's for the best
And to give for the rest

There isn't a choice with sacrifice 
To live in a decreed
Where you must succeed

Remember the wise who said it well
Life is a choice of what you make
Hoping that it's to create and
never something to incinerate