Bridges are such high places,

As high as the eye can see.

Wondering if I should jump,

Life will no longer be.

There are many things at the bottom,

No one will ever know,

But if I should happen to slip and fall,

Then it would surely show...

All the broken hearts down there,

With all the unfulfilled dreams,

Just wishing they were there for me,

Throughout my falling screams,

Just hoping they would grab me and say it will be alright,

Giving me their support,

Throughout my sleepless nights,

Now I have to show you,

What bridges are all about,

Scream to me while I am falling...

It's time for the light to go out...


Written by Elizabeth DeLand

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