Bridge Work

Back and forth I'm near the edge.
Never to reach the nearest ledge.

The draw bridge was all I knew at all.
Bracing myself for the biggest fall.

I look down at the dark, murky river.
This body will wrinkle, so will my liver.

I check to see for anyone around.
It was all clear, not even a sound.

I look at the stars, set to be free.
My destiny as it was meant to be.

I make my climb, two steps at a time.
The bells gathered for one last chime.

Soon my time was almost up.
I'm as timid as a helpless pup.

I was ready to make my final jump.
Never again will I be called a chump.

I take the plunge, diving head first.
Plenty of water to quench my thirst.

In this life I was no swimmer.
Even if I did I'm still no winner.

Breathing in, every last drop.
My heart pumps, ready to pop.

Soon I'll be swimming with the fishes.
I'm as breakable as a rack full of dishes.

Slowly, I fade and go down under.
Tonight fills with lightning and thunder.

Another day this body will float.
I'll be hooked up by a fishing boat.

I just might make the local news.
The internet attracts even more views.