Bridge upon bridge
falls beneath me,
collapsing in its entirety.
lights are blinding me.
Which road can I go down?
Which side can I trust?
My eyes shed to dust
the metal on my ring rusts,
and the path I was on
The clarity I saw
The feelings I felt,
In a flash everything I knew
or had thought, had come and gone away.
A day passes,
the fear and doubt goes,
only to come chanting away again,
starting from the bottom of the well
up towards my mouth and my soul.
I breathe in every inch of fury
and the frustrations I get begin
increasing at a lightning speed of intensity.
This all started with a bridge.
The bridge broke apart.
I’m left with another shoddy hole in my