You’ve built them, you’ve burnt them
Not realizing who supported you
..Who held you up when you could’ve fallen through
Fell deep down to that dungeon you fear
So far down
A scream that eventually no one would hear
This same bridge that’s now falling apart
From all the strain that you’ve caused
Still holding on tight
Just to hold you upright
But you’re over it, you’ve crossed onto
Another bridge now carrying you
So you burn this one down
No importance to the steps you’ve taken up until now
Now, that new bridge you’ve “built”
Seems so strong, so new
How long until you burn it too?
Or is it even that strong to begin with?
What if it breaks right beneath you?
What if it leads you the wrong way?
By then, it would be too late
There are no paths leading to the past
No trails left behind you
You’ll have trouble finding something that will last
No more bridges to turn back to