So many times
and for so many reasons
I burst through that door
and ran through the seasons.
The wind whipped against my face
but the rage kept me warm
As I ran across that bridge
and away from my home.
That image forever ingrained in my mind
Of the overpass I visited from time to time.
A man was said to have killed himself there,
he made one last commitment.
They say to jump is to sin,
but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t consider it.
How peaceful the fall
and then lights out.
To not hear the sirens
or your family shout.
But the truth is that the man who jumped
only did so because he took a gun
to his ex-girlfriends house, not even a wife
and in that moment he ended her life.