Bridge
Return to the edge and fall off the bridge
Plunged into darkness with blood surrounded in red
I let it build up till it’s out of control
When I walk and I’m scared to be on my own
Hands that are outstretched fall short of their mark
Their fingers are bleeding and soon rip apart
Exposing the bone that is worn with no feeling
Your soul ripped and tattered it’s been beating it’s unhealing
And as they relinquish your mind to be tortured
It’ll end, it stops time to calm the unurtured
