The Bridge is over

On a cold night, I looked down and watch the water blue, knowing what I plan to do. I am getting to start life anew, in a different world. A different place, a different space, a different time where things go accustomed to rhythm and rhyme. Some might say I'm a coward, I reply I am just looking toward a future forward, and admitting that my book was only meant to be a foreword. I look and jump and begin to float, praying I don't land on the boat. I want to feel the splash but, I flash and I. Mr. Dash has just had his hopes dashed, by my lack of crash you see I'm still in the air.
I look around and see moving birds, hey are you listening to my words.
I look around and see ripples in this miniature sea, hey are you listening to me.
A voice familiar but, not from 'round here called my name and finished her sentence with "oh dear". I saw my mother's mother adorned with wings, with a voice that sings. I guess God told her my secret after all he knows all things.
She began my love, my dove, my grandson your life can't be done. You see it has just begun. There are so many good things to come, please don't run and become a setting sun. I told her I there is no fire in my chest. I pleaded with her to let me rest. I exclaimed I tried my best and my only gain was the pain and disdain that I have receive from gents and dames, playing these mind games and telling me I am to blame of the cause of my life's pitfalls. I have nothing left to give please grandma... I don't want to live
Just then my father and his mother walked out. She began to scream and shout at my wanting out and giving into my doubts. My father wrapped his arm 'round her shoulders and in a tone more bolder, but less colder. He asked why do you wanna fly. Because some girl told you a lie, because your ex-fiance is now bi, those reasons are trife yet you wanna die. I looked and protested "trifle". "
" you speak of my ex-future wife, who caused me the strife in my life as if you put down the dice to even find out if she was nice has pulled this shit, bit by bit as if she bought a kit to prove me not a man but a bitch by telling me her tips on how to properly lick a clit and i am just supposed to just accept it and they think I am the one who is sick. This is a joke just let go of my coat and let me into Manhattan's moat.
Then two shades, my eyes made amongst the bright lights and as I wondered who these two knew. One was no higher then my knee and it tried to come to me but it was not the rules see. But, I knew what he would have said, one day using my head I ill lay in bed and the words will be said and love will be made and then a should will be created where this shadows of the future yet-to-come becomes unfurled and as my family tells me that I will change the world by my acts and feats, both the genuine and sweet and the demons I will meet, just don't let them think you are weak because God watches the humble and meek and by the way the love you see will be there when my criteria she can meet because for the ones who will be our seeds, she will have all their needs. and then they left and reminded me to feel love just look above and there will be a hug and a kiss on this pug, just remember not to pull the plug because you are loved.
I awoke in my room, hearing the ceiling fan zoom. I rolled out of my bed to my knees and said God
... Thank you.