War on the bridge

I was placed in the middle
now there’s war within
I hold the centre stage
I stand as the bridge

I’m being pulled from both ends
My strength begins to wane
This bridge placed in the middle
Their tugs tear apart

It’s a rain of war
But no one can feel my pain
I am not the enemy
Yet I’m stomped, pressed and cut

Each wants to win this war
Each wants to overcome
perhaps if I let my ends loose,
in the deep oceans that lie beneath
I could drown this war to its end

But I hope that peace and love might reign
And everyone walk across freely without strain
That maybe again I can be sane
To serve as just the bridge that I am.