At the Bridge

I met a girl at the bridge. A white damsel in her ridge. She said a word but I didn’t mind. Could be someone that’s so hard to find. She cried a sudden in a corner. Am I with someone who takes an order? Walked in to her and gave my hand. Hugged me tightly like I’ m her real man. Mumbled things on my chest. Felt her body like she wanted to rest. I started to look at her face… Deathly shock when I saw her pace. Got goose bumps when I just screamed. Squeezed a girl who was then trimmed. She killed herself a year before. Just saw a ghost like never before.