The Bridge - Samiam

There’s this bridge I’ve got to cross I feel alone

A child down to each side and I can’t carry both

The bridge is long we could fall down through holes

Water all around;

wind, wet and cold

One child insecure displays the confidence he doesn’t own

Another child, uncertain, looks around and cries for home

My bridge is too unstable and the insecurity is letting go

There’s no holding to a crumbling bridge

When all the time is gone in between it tumbles

Time to move along…

I toss and turn over and over

Trying to dream out anxiety

Easy answers to my problems

Keeping a grip on sanity

Until the sun comes up

And my mind’s fresh and clean