This war I am in

It's late
I can't sleep
I'm crying for you again, feeling hopeless and lost
spining downward to desperations plea
(you've conquered this darkness)
my prayer: save him now - call him home
mend broken glass scattered all around
mend me

can't back out
can't turn around too intimate to retreat
and leave you on this biiter field dying alone and scared
your slipping crashing and I can't stop this colide
your shadow left encasing you in
I miss you
I love you
come back

As deep calls to deep
there is no darkenss that light can not penetrate
it will ransom you back and I will stand by it's side