I have learned, by my.... crossing dangerous bridges....where in are hidden weak spots and holes,and yet it spans the days of sorrow. It arches over the controls of sickness, while passing through the many different shades of heartache, and sharp lies that are poised perfectly and disguised with dark colors. And even Death who stands and waits patiently for the scheduled meeting. I have learned... To just continue...All those that have fallen threw had stopped, searching for some relief, just to be made victims to all that lay beneath them. Hold your head up...look forward and keep moving. Soon you will have crossed this bridge... and will have gained the strength to travel the next!