Trouble seems to follow down every path i choose. <br />Temptation in front of me at every turn i lose. <br />Burning bridges as i go as fate will soon expose. <br />Ash's where the bridge stood now nothing grows. <br />Call this a warning or you could say a plea. <br />Call this an admission of what should not be. <br />We make choices in life none taken or given <br />Everybody will make a mistake that is living <br />Building old burned out bridges is a start. <br />Only done by restored trust in others hearts <br />And never forget after the bridge nothing grew <br />A man made a mistake or remain a unredeemed fool.<br /><br />jack green<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/burned-bridges-2/
