I’ve seen you hideous
Even in my thoughts
You cross the bridge
with the trembling gaps
and find yet another
piece of misery
You do not move further
but didn’t opt to turn your back
Bravery,
and the pain flourish
Hard
It has always been
pushing without a reason
your own tolerance at stretch
meeting the ghosts
yelling in numbness
upon the rock hard bed found
you try to look aback
at the other end of the bridge
yet you held some hope
And here fate tightens the rope
