The sound of a new bridge creaking
Is the sound of failure in its early stage
Self-respect has been taken for granted
Took a back seat to a Past
That’s replete with neglect and hate
The gas and matches are at hand
Let me burn a relatively new bridge
That connects opposite traits and intentions
Sincerity and Doubt
Altruism and Contempt
Kindess and Cruelty
I started on the right foot but things went wrong
Somehow
Something
Went terribly wrong and now I can see clearly
The smell of burning wood, rope and memories
Is the smell of being free
Freed from thinking about
Rejection
Desolation
Disappointment
When the smoke clears and the bridge turns to ash
Completely
Then it’s evident
That everything is well and good
With myself and yourself
Your head and my heart
My head and your heart
Your indifference and my sincere intentions
Godspeed, you cruel and unforgiving monster.
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