Tatianna Leachet Poet Ballad

For When I Come Home

I walk out the door, I say no goodbyes
With my bag in hand, I salute all the guys

I hop on that bus, I continue to wave
And before I know it, they all disappear
There’s no time for fear, for I must be brave
My destination, becoming so near

I pick up my gun, I prepare to fire
Concentrated, straight down to the wire

A shot of pain, straight to my shoulder
I fall to the ground, the blood spills like a river
My body, now as heavy as a boulder
I can taste the metal, almost like silver

I pray to God, he shall save me now
Oh please, why have I taken this vow?

I can hear the helicopter land, slow and steady
I’m lifted up high, carefully and gently 
To be taken away, I am ready
No matter what, I wouldn’t ask for this to turn out differently 

Here, my thoughts are left only to roam
Please wait for me, for when I come home

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