If I Don't Make It Back Poem by Duje Vasilj

As I fight through the branches
and lay wounded in the corpse-full trenches
I think about life and how transient it is
Will I make it back to you,
darling,
will you be able to make it through,
will Brian stand the pain
while the roaring rain outside
continuously tumbles down from the sky
Will he break down and cry
if I don't make it back

But now I tell you
don't shed a tear,
perdure without me
and withdraw from fear
With every step you take
I'll be there
And if you fall and break
I'll be there to catch you
and keep you sake
All that if I don't make it back...