Just one more chance God.
All I ask is for one more chance.
One more chance for her love.
One more chance to fix what has been broken.
I have no other choice.
I beg in this poem.
I hope someday she reads this poem.
I weakly question "why God?"
Why this choice?
You gave me a second chance,
When I was broken.
I wish she had your love.
From her, there is no love.
I write this subject in my poem.
Tales of heart's broken,
Of honest cries to God.
With hope the last chance.
Hope, the only choice.
It was her choice.
To take back her love.
To leave me with no second chance.
The reason for this poem.
But why God?
Why did you make me feel broken?
Is it to repair what is broken?
Is this your choice?
Then your will be done God.
I pray for love,
And the words for a poem.
Grant me a chance.
My last chance,
To fix what has been broken.
I ask in this poem,
My last choice,
To mend our love.
Watch over me God.
Dear God, I ask for one more chance,
To heal love that is broken.
My final choice I write in this poem.
Author's Notes/Comments:
Wrote this sestina at work inspired by the nightmares of my ex-fiancé leaving me I have frequently.