My Second Chance

by Justine   Jan 17, 2006


Here I am standing at the top of a bridge ready to jump, staring down 100 feet at the wonders of the world in the beautiful blue sea. As I look down I see a lot of different people who have jumped looking back at me, I see the scared, the wounded, the depressed and the hurt, all crying and telling me "No". I hear them saying not to jump and walk away. They're telling me to change my life to be the person I want to be and that I'm not supposed to die now I have my whole life to make things better. Inside my head theres a voice telling me to jump and that theres no other way out of my misery. My eyes fill up with tears and I begin to cry. My tears hit the sea and I begin to see a reflection of myself looking up at me. The reflection was me after I jumped, she began to tell me that jumping isn't the right way to take away my pain and to think about the pain I would bring upon my friends and family. I thought about them and the pain I would bring them and I decided I couldn't do it, I got into my car and drove off into the sunset to face the world once again.

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