Bridges

Why would you struggle inside,
be tortured all through the night
for people that pay you no mind?
Best be quick about it
and leave no bridges behind
Grab scissors and cut the ties,
for the lack of conversation
will be justified by a bundle of lies
The death of this hollow friendship
will then give rise
to the birth of a new you
and a much better life
For you will be free
and the beauty within will shine
So when the new day comes
you will be its sun
spreading around life, happiness and joy