The half bridge of hope

Wrote a poem to express my current feeling, if only you get what i mean.

Standing on the boulder,
5000 ft above the ground,
Stuck between two cliffs,
So far apart from each.

Somehow you appeared,
Right at the opposite cliff, 
You have thrown your pride,
For me to be by your side.

Through the months you've tried,
Building the bridge,
As you walk on it.
To connect our cliffs.

Another starry night again,
I began to wonder,  
The place opposite my way,
Is not where i want to go.

I made my clearest decision,
To put an end to the confusion.
When you're just about to complete,
tying the last knot for the bridge.

From a distance i can see,
In the dark silence, the hatred towards me,
It's better to leave it incomplete,
Than burning the whole bridge, shouldn't we?

The half bridge of hope,
With the thick white of rope,
Slowly it vanishes, 
High up between the stones.


Written on 22-03-14
7.18pm