Acknowledge those moments in which a bridge is burned down
Make sure to remain ever sensorical.
Take notice of detail for the scene all around.
Such events start without warning
Erupting swiftly with intensity,
Consuming of our very humanity.
I could feel the heat and hear the crackling
From social friction of personal electricity's
Structure collapsing only after my leave?
Dust simply rose, sparks from the rubble
Brilliant orange-yellows, and red; the fire covered the night with a heat so defined
It produced a change over everything.
A bridge I had crossed out of necessity
Flames lick up and reach after me
Varying in degree
No one ever knew
Nor had they guessed
What for so long, has tested me
Never besting me
Because with these demons
I am High Functioning.
