Second Chance, part one

 

I wake up and see a light.

It looks like the one at the end of the tunnel.

I get up and start walking towards it.

Along the way, images play on the wall.

Images of people I recognize,

images of those who broke my heart,

images of those who supported me,

and had my back my whole life through.

Even images of teachers who changed my life,

even images of times that were hard,

images of times that were good.

And the images keep showing.

I try to touch my fingers to the wall,

but my fingers just go through.

I panic and I know that I am out of time.

I need to get to the light and fast.

I start running.

The images play over and over as I run pass them.

The light is starting to dim,

but I know I’m getting closer.

And I keep running,

running fast,

as long as I can stand the pain.

Boom.

The light disappears just as I get there,

and I stand there, stunned.

What am I to do now?

I cry out with despair.

Suddenly, I feel a hand and it pulls me back!

The images are no longer playing.

It’s dark and it’s cold,

and the hand is pulling me back faster still.

The wind is blowing my hair into my face.

My heart beats faster, then it slows.

STOP

SILENCE�"

I’m warm again and yet still cold.

I no longer feel weird.

I’m feeling something with my hands and body.

I’m feeling tubes and wired.

I open my eyes.

“Welcome back kiddo,” they say.

I am given second chance.

I almost went into the light.

I shouldn’t even be here.

But love and faith,

has given me a second chance.

11-9-2006

Reviews

[shinybluestars03]

What a wonderful poem,
as i was reading it i felt myself
there in that same place in time
I'm so glad that you found a second
chance to keep enjoying life to the fullest.
Thanks for sharing

Best wishes

[Tangerine]

That's very good, and it puts a whole different perspective on things. Thank you.