I can see the flames. I can see the ropes deteriorating, the structure fluctuating as it begins to fall to the ground in ashes. Who's to stop the burning? the chaos? As I try to extinguish the flames, they only burn brighter, rising to the sky with anger and viciousness. They burn me and chase me away. I'm not meant to fix this... just watch as they burn. All of them. All around. If I try to get close to one it pulls me into the flames so I can feel the pain, when it pushes me back out, I am not burnt but my soul is. My soul burns alone with them, but there's nothing I can do to put out the flames of my soul. I go back to watch and wonder when they'll completely be gone, when they will be nothing but ashes of broken memories. These bridges continue to burn. I'm on an island in the middle of nowhere. These bridges are all the connect me to the real world, to the world where people live, but not for long, soon...soon they'll fall and vanish. And I will be left here watching, and waiting... like always.