A Second Chance?

by Ashleigh Skye   Feb 24, 2005


This fits under both sadness and depression as well as friendship. I wasnt sure where to put it.

I take a deep breath,
and place the knife against my throat,
standing just a foot away,
from the letter that I wrote.

I feel a tiny tear,
trickle down my face,
as I press the knife deeper,
my death I'm about to embrace.

All of a sudden the phone rings,
it's most annoying sound,
now knowing what else to do,
I place the knife on the ground.

I then pick up the receiver,
and am amazed to hear your voice,
all of a sudden I realize,
I have another choice.

I finish talking to you,
with a smile on my face,
and then I turn towards the knife,
throwing it away in disgrace.

You gave me a second change,
and I cannot thank you enough,
for coming to my rescue,
when the world just looked to tough.

For giving me back my life,
without any questions to ask,
and for continuing to love me,
even without the mask.

©

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  • 13 years ago

    by Ashleigh Skye

    this type of story has been around for a long time but i just wrote my version of it, especially since there are many versions i figured why not

  • 13 years ago

    by Pianist

    very good poem! I loved it! If only we all could have a second chance. Vote and comment on some of my stuff if you ever get the chance.

  • 13 years ago

    by Joann

    omfg!!! i loved this!! i wish this would happen to me!! man but anyways this was nicely written!! 5/5 ♥ Joann

  • 13 years ago

    by lost soul

    that was really good and sad!

  • 13 years ago

    by Jess

    great job i loved it keep it up!!

    check out my poems if your interested, id like to kno what you think of them! :o)

    ..xO Jessie