Villanelle: Burning Bridges

May the bridges I have burned light the way
My sorrow burning brightly like the sun
May the sky of night turn into day

May the lovers I have spurned walk away
Carefully crossing chasms over which I run
May the bridges I have burned light the way

May the people I have crossed hear what I say
My desire was never to destroy our fun
May the sky of night turn into day

May the people I have lost hear when I pray
For that which is lost may never return
May the bridges I have burned light the way

May I find comfort when I am inclined to lay
Stationary, I am still, for I have not yet begun
May the bridges I have burned light the way
May the sky of night turn into day

 

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