Don't Do ItA Poem by Theo Ratcliffe
She stood there
With a knife in her hand,
ready to end it all. And I was just watching, not doing anything at all. It was like a dream, only I knew it wasn't. She told me she would do this, Told me I had to choose. Either way there was no winning. I could have told someone, But if I did The one I loved would forget about me Or I could tell no one, And have her gone forever. There was no winning. The pain I would feel if I lost her forever, worse then the pain I feel now. I know I could have helped her, and yet I did nothing. I was just watching, not doing anything at all, as she stood there. With a knife in her hand, ready to end it all. © 2015 Theo RatcliffeAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 30, 2014 Last Updated on October 30, 2015 AuthorTheo RatcliffeOntario, CanadaAboutA poem records emotions and moods that lie beyond normal language, that can only be patched together and hinted at metaphorically. - Diane Ackerman more..Writing
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