My Hope

There’s no way out

You be who you want to be

Just remember to call

When you feel to hold the ground.

Be reckless and carefree

Feel the death get by your side

Pull me aside to tell those stories

When you feel to crumble inside.

Get your bruises your burns

Your souvenirs from the fight

I don’t care just get back to me

When you feel to hold and scream.

Pull those bullets out yourself

Or have damn doctors’ claws in.

Text me in my meeting room  

When you feel to flinch and pass out.

Meet me half meet me full

They don’t have to anchor you

Run to me to find me home

When you feel you are sinking in.