Life is a long and difficult bridge that not everyone manages to cross completely
I was always told that life is like a bridge
sometimes, it's wider.
And sometimes it's so narrow a single raindrop could knock you to your death
"What you have to remember," they said,
"is it will always widen out again.
But what happens
when the pressure of each passing day
breaks your bridge
and you fall slowly and peacefully into the deep abyss
and your story becomes nothing more than a tattered paperback
buried in an old abandoned meadow of forgotten emotions.