Raw Backwards

Cold.
Wet.
Missing home like crazy.
Blood, sweat, and tears,
But I don’t know who’s they are…
Everyone is doing it.
Complete chaos.
Where is up?
What about down?
Hold my hand dear,
We’ll make it through this.
BANG!!!
That was it.
You’re gone now.
And I want to hold you while you take your last,
Say your last,
But I cant,
Or I’ll be gone too.
So I have to turn away.
And it hurts so bad,
I’m sorry.
More tears.
Gotta’ keep running
If I ever want to see home again.

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