I start the journey through the grass,
Smell flowers and dampness as I go,
Through all the memories in my mind,
One sticks with me through and through.
I cross the bridge with wooden fear,
And step through the weeds with care,
But all the while that one fine day
Engulfs my heart with dispair.
That one fine day I talk about,
It scares me still everyday,
Especially when you grabbed my arm,
And took my life away.
