The Bridge of Death
The bridge of death
There is a famous bridge
Some where out there
This bridge is use to blood
Yes the blood
of the innocent depressed
is not a stranger to this bridge
It a bridge that end misery so
Quick
For those in search
of an escape root out from reality
The bridge of death
Their is a famous bridge
Some where out there
The shadows of death
Is no new thing to this bridge
The stains of innocent blood
Is no new story to this bridge
The brutality of depression
Is the quick ticket to end up
On this bridge
With out no mercy
The confused soul jump off
This bridge to end
Their grief
The bridge of death
There is a famous bridge of
Sorrows every where
The ugly ness of poverty
Drives the many opress
Close to this bridge of calamity
Where they end up to end in
6feet
What a life
Beautiful yet complicated
The bridge of death
Life is a beautiful place
Only if we knew it source
The source of life is not base
On sucide
Either is it better with self murder
Is not an easy task
When all that is supposed
To make us strong
Is the reason of our grief
Is never a play
When all we live for
Goes away so fast
Right in front of our eyes
It not a joke when we hold
On to the unknown with fear
So when life hits you so hard
Be hold on with gratitude as
you meditate on positivity
Where life cant push you to
The bridge of death
Copyright © Richard Nnoli | Year Posted 2016
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