Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Replace a Bridge

When young, I learned that a bridge be

A better way so I should yearn

To build a bridge to better me.

But older, that bridge I did burn,

Choosing instead to lie and curse

That the struggles that I found there

Got in my way and made me worse.

The bridge I built was so unfair.

So I did burn down that damn bridge,

And watched it all forever lost,

Standing on isolation ridge,

Not feeling yet the heavy cost.

The bridge I burned filled me with guilt,

But love replaced and I rebuilt.