My second chance

The breeze is on my face
this just the third phase
i killed my soul
and let darkness swallow me whole
i was just one step away to end the pain
to leave this all in vein

i spread my arms ready for flight
as blood stains my shirt by sight
oh only my Fith phase
i stabbed my back
until my blood was black
i got the knife and throw at a shack

as a drop of rain fell the reflection showed half my face
colored black and purple oh my eight phase
i smacked my face unto the wall
and let myself fall
woke up and did it to the sidewall

my back is numb this is it
i dangle my feet on the railing made of concrete
where a date was marked the date of my end

i jump,finally jump light goes pass me at amazing speed
what i wanted, an end to this pain
to leave this all in vein

the concrete gets closer to my end of hope
when suddenly everything stops
a rope?

a rope of light and hope
holds me tight from the suicide death of tonight
i only thank god for this chance
my second chance

this is a metaphor from the day i almost pass the line*please comment and rate