your friend

the love of your life

one of them

prays to a God you do not believe in

for he is not real

he cannot feel or see ot hear

or heal or touch or love or hate

not like you can

only you can fix the broken

nad everyone is

in their own unique way

therefore you are God

and you look upon them

the ones you love and hold dear

and you want to cut them open

rip their skin apart to see muscle and bone

to reach inside and fix

and maybe by fixing them

you can fix yourself too

because right now you are still there

you are still in that shelter

and the bombs are falling

the world is littered with corpses

that's all we are in the end

because everyone dies

but no corpses do not bleed

you are not a corpse not yet

you are alive

but you are still drowning

and there your friend is

telling you to tread the water

keep your head above

and you can breathe now

but you still need to see the scarlet

make sure they are alive as well

they haven't left you yet

you need your friends

and he can't give up on you

he promised

just like you promise

to be decent just be decent