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"the years that never seem to end"


tainted_soul

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standing here on a cold bridge

it's night and there's lots of fog

everything's black, yet the lights

glowing globes dot the bridge and

give sheltering light to the road

the wind blows a little

a little whisper to my ear

i can't hear what it's saying

but the sound makes me uncertain

there's no one else around

the bridge is long

can't see the end, not quite

there's no one there either

looking over and through the hanging bars

can't even see the water below

can't even remember what i was thinking about

which way to go

but i can't decide

it's peaceful here but i can't enjoy it

feeling like i have to go somewhere

and i'm not sure where

glance over the bridge again

long stare at the invisible darkness

you can get lost staring over the bridge

forget your guilt or pain

staring down

but eventually you come back to this

your thoughts turn back to the uneasiness

there's somewhere you have to go

something you have to do

here you stand on this cold bridge

your sense of time is lost

a sense of time lost

a sense of despair

how long have you been standing here?

how long will you stand here still?

you'll never decide

you know it

yet you stand here waiting

clinging to hope forever fading

clutching frantically to the thought

that maybe somehow you'll know what to do

 

slowly your thoughts turn back to the fog

looking over the side of the bridge

through the cables, staring down through the fog

the empty darkness and the water below

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