The Bridge

Stone bridges, steal bridges.
Cold. Lonely. Unfriendly.
Or maybe just unfortunate.
Sank under sea of sorrow,
dust, sometimes fog or heavy rain.
Left alone. Scary. Creepy.
Needed not loved.
Architecture wonders.
Sometimes said to be masterpieces
or even chef d'oeuvre...
And then forgoten.
Forever and more.
And now, here you are -
standing on the edge.
Shaking, trembling, sweating to the cold heat.
Wanting to jump, wanting to stay.
Walking on the bridge that never had a choice.
Never had the chance to be somebody else.
But don't you? Aren't you? Wouldn't you?
Just have the right to fall and stand again.
Try. Try. Try.
Just take a step ahead
and leave the bridge behind.
He will forgive you.
He doesn't judge, he doesn't care.
Just live. Live a life of to the fullest.
Live a life he never had.