She fled her house as tears burst out,
And stumbled upon a limpid bridge;
So pellucid, that it appeared not to exist.
A step further she hesitated,
Fear looming within her chest,
For at the other end, was Repair.
Oh, how her heart yearned not to be in pieces?
But, long was the bridge;
that clearly appeared not to exist.
The courage; she willed her heart to muster,
Only to feel it, slip away
Beneath her feet