The Walk Ver2

The Walk part 1 Tired of it all The bottle empty did fall On the third floor I looked out Skeptical Of the distance Fatal or just painful? I have had enough pain Looking out, it began To rain For my final walk I took an umbrella I was that kinda fella Strolling down the avenues and streets The bridge called Freedom nearing my weary feet I walked up and halfway across Looking at the darkness swirling in my head The river I am sure would consume me dead So I jumped The Bridge part 2 Over to the side, as a car flashed by Why that was close, close to die As I stared down the murky river black I decided not now I will walk on back On the avenue called Destiny A robber jumped out Your money or your life! He cried I had left my wallet at home you see Not thinking an identity would matter much to me The robber seemed to disbelieve As the gunshot rang out I fell on top of my own irony So I jumped