His eyes red
His arms bruised
His soul lost
His head confused
His stability gone
His intuition wrong
His temper short
His depression long
His mind is fragile
His lips like ice
His brain closed down
He wants no advice
I want to console
But the possibilities thin
I want nothing more
Then to just hug him
Getting help
Getting out of pain
Going into the shelter
Getting out of the rain
Get better my baby
Let me know your okay
In the end I promise
It will be better one day
Until that day comes
I pray for you
And I know in my heart
Your praying for me too.

 
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