A bridge
separates the two worlds
one with all colours
the other one sucked with no colours
a bridge
Separates the two emotions
one lost in happiness
one lost without any happiness
a bridge
separates the desires
and the necessities
One with running behind
The other chasing it’s dream
Below the bridge
a soul reaper lives
watching the soul
switching between the two
when the world
shall collapse
alas
a new door shall open
all curiosities shall die
and eerie silence shall reign
alas
the two worlds seem separated
a merchant resides on the bridge
a traveller lives on the bridge
who wishes to hold the two
cause no two sides of coin holds
there is one
and only one
in which both happiness and grief resides
the roses and thorns dwell
and the soul lives above the soul reaper
grinning and smirking at the soul reaper
telling the tales of mountains and valleys
he goes through day and night