Second Chance

It was then that I realized,
My friend is no longer a friend,
My boy friend is no longer a friend,
That somewhere in between,
This girl came along and wrecked us three.

She told lies of many sorts,
Blaming me of all things possible,
Making me the guilty.

In a court-of-law
I lost to the judge.
My penalty was to be sentenced,
Sentenced to prison for life.

I lost my life, my soul, myself.
I was majestically, cleverly torn apart.
My body lay open in a blooming field,
Covered in crimson red bonnets.

Brokenly falling blood,
Squirting cells of my brain,
Gone is my furious-ness,
Spread out are the lies I've been fed.

How many times do I pray for
The impossible life of peace, love, and happiness.

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I cannot recall the first time I met her,
But soon we became friends,
Best friends, or so I thought.

I was there for her,
All through her good and bad times,
Every word true,
I trusted her,
I thought I was trusted.

A year later she befriended a boy,
And so they went out.
After breaking up,
I came to like him,
Even if she hated him.

I would fight her fights,
I watched her back,
I believed and trusted her,
I loved my friend so dear.

She became a mean and hatred person,
They were one, together.
She no longer believed me,
No more listened to me,
Enemy was I to her.

The boy I came to like,
We were friends.
He would get mad at me
And grip when I didn't write him.

To make him happy,
I wrote letters when I got the chance.
For this, I became ruined,
He was the first I wrote.
It was so easy to talk to him,
Like he listened,
Like he cared,
But thereby like he didn't care,
Which attracted me more than anything.

I came to hear of things my friend told him,
Such rude lies to be heard!
I then, was no longer trusted.

The lies took affect,
Hatred formed in her,
I was caught in the middle,
It seemed everything was my fault,
I was blamed for other persons doings.

He didn't believe me,
Never once did he trust me.

I stood my ground,
And spoke the truth.

Since he didn't listen,
I wrote a poem,
Just to make sure, what I said sank in.

It came to be known,
No one knew the meaning,
My hatred friend said it was
"a stupid as* poem,"
Thinking it was a love poem,
No, my friend, the truth.

I'm the butt of all jokes,
The first to be lied about,
My dead body lying in a field of flowers,
Covered in dark crimson red bonnets.

No rain, no wind so powerful
Could ever wash away my troubles.

Now it is my turn to listen to my advice,
The advice I once told a friend,
A friend in need of a friend so true.

I recall when I once died,
How totally impossible it was for me to live,
I was barely two inches from dying.
What people don't know,
Is that I did die,
I did hit the tree head on.

Do we get a second chance in life,
Is it really possible to die and come back to life?
I did, my friend,
I was blessed only by the hands of God Himself.

I wonder,
Is this my second chance?
Is this why I lived from an impossible accident?

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"If you were faced within all His glory,
What would you ask if you had just one question?
And yeah,
Yeah,
God is great,
Yeah,
Yeah,
God is good,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah. . ."