bipolar, life, poem, poetry, post traumatic stress disorder, ptsd, relationships

Call My Name Out if You Need Me

Call my name, when you awaken

I will be right by your side

Call my name out

when you are shaken

by some terrible dream in the night

Call my name out loud…

or whisper…

Both are just the same

For when you reach out

to me for help

I will always care the same

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