Its up to my Heart

My thoughts are in conflict
they can’t make a choice
but the pulse of my heart
Is a decisive voice

It

It's not up to me

or your parents

or your friends

It's up to you

It's not up to me

But if it was

I'd tell you

Do what makes

She has succumbed to slow suicide

And while it's conscious and contentious

The irony is that darkness is sustainable

Despite

It's not up to me

It's up to my readers

Am I getting better

Am I improving

I am writing more

I will continue to write more

I cannot help the way I love you
For it is not up to me;

My Heart has a mind all her own
And she decided long ago
That to you