Here

Here I lie, wide awake,

Unable to find peace even in sleep.

Unable to find what lies in tomorrow.

Struggling to find any more reason to keep on.

One hand I find pain. Loneliness. Darkness. 

The other, peace. Release, relief from this all.

One, is my family. My loved one, the few things that give my joy.

The other, I can finally be alright. To leave everything behind. To finally stop this.

Here I lie, leaning to one side. Here I lie, contemplating the big question.

To live or not to live?