Now

I looked up.

There was no solace,

no mercy,

but the scorn of the cold crescent.

I looked down.

There was no peace,

no hope,

but the darkness of the bottomless void.

I jumped off this building,

letting my spirit fade away with my past.

I had made too many mistakes to go on,

a death could free me from pain, at last.

I thought I died.

Until I realized I woke up on a normal school day.

Two years ago.

It was before corruption crept into life.

It was when I was still a daughter of my parents.

It was when I was still the best student in class.

It was when I was still a child with a bright future.

And never did I make the same mistakes again.

Oh, reader,

didn't see you there.

Were you reading my experience?

Don't even dream of having such a life.

I am chosen, not you, only I have a second chance.

So.

Treasure the past,

treasure the present,

treasure the future.

For this is your one and only life.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

' .. the scorn of the cold crescent.' - that's such a tangible phrase.

Beautifully and gently said, lesson learned. So few of us are given a second chances. Consequently, yes, yes, YES, better take care of the one precious life we inherit.

[Kami Grace]

Thank you very much for reading and leaving such a lovely review! I am elated to know that my message is conveyed successfully! :)

[Confuser]

I enjoyed it. The sadness came through, the regret and loved the last stanza too; great message.

[Kami Grace]

I am very glad that you enjoyed the poem! Thank you for reading and I'm very grateful for your comment! :)

[Confuser]

no problem; I new, but hope that doesn't matter;

[Confuser]

Had to read it again..........................