I wanted death.
I wanted to leave.
I wanted to give up.
It was like driving down the interstate when it's raining.
you can't even see the end
of the hood of your car
Let alone the road in front of you.
You feel lonley
You don't know if there's anyone else there
on the road
You don't know if you're gonna crash
It almost kills you.
You don't know how far you've made it
you want to stop.
You want to
turn around and
But you just keep moving.
You made it this far, might as well just go ahead.
Then you make it under a bridge
And you appreciate the beauty
All the chaos of the storm is eerily enchanting.
Things are peaceful.
You aren't afraid anymore.
Until you start
Then everything hits you twice as hard as it did before.
You're my bridge.