Why does it always seem that my life is a long bridge?
With each occasional stops, sightseeing memories, and remembering nightmares. Keeping me back, but eventually I slowly move forward.
A long journey, hopefully to reach land.
Where my loved ones wait, knowing I'm coming, giving me hope.
All I need is one person to stand there.
And I will continue my journey,
But I fear a no one is there.
Should I just turn back?
But I can't... I'm stuck.
Both sides have broken, and fallen into the abyss below, what dares lie down there?
An open abyss, yet a closed coffin.
I can't reach across to safety.
The jump is too far...
Someone, extend their hand,
Reach out for me
Don't let me fall,
Please.
