** Just a note before reading this: This isn't a personal experience, my mental health is in fine shape, I'm merely stepping into someone else's shoes to create a story that is all too real for some, but aim to give those people hope. It's dark at first, but if you stick with it, the end is good. ;) Thanks for reading!
You put a gun to my head,
life is too hard, you choose death instead.
Your life seems like a living hell with no way out,
no one can hear you yell, no one hears you shout,
for the peace you desperately want, for the help you need.
The darkness won’t release you, no matter how much you plead.
So you put a gun to my head.
I don’t have a choice,
you don’t hear my voice,
as I plead for my life,
you can’t see past the strife.
I’m an innocent who needs to be saved,
for too long, to this darkness you’ve been enslaved,
so you put a gun to my head.
The darkness tells you they’d all be better off,
if you shared your problems, they’d just scoff.
this is the only way out, the right thing to do,
nobody cares what happens to you.
The darkness keeps hovering and whispering,
no way to silence it, no way to stop listening.
So you put a gun to my head.
I am a living soul, a human being,
I am important, I am worth seeing,
look in the mirror, see me in your eyes,
I am there, look past the hurt and the lies.
I am precious, I am loved,
though I can be pushed, I can be shoved,
I can be broken, I can be shattered,
but my life, my worth, they still matter,
and I will rise again and again, as sure as the sun.
So please don’t pull that trigger,
because life is so much bigger
than just these dark moments.
You are not my opponent,
those dark thoughts and feelings are.
Reach out, for help is never too far.
Don’t let the darkness consume you,
don’t allow its vicious lies get through,
don’t put that gun to my head.
I am your heart, I am your soul,
I may be beaten and cracked with holes,
but through the holes, that’s how the light gets in.
Peace, Joy, and Love will follow, darkness won’t win,
the first 3 are gifts, the darkness already overcome,
by the love of the Father and sacrifice of the Son.
You look at me in your reflection,
I see your haunted eyes, they need affection.
Someone to tell you it’s alright,
to assure you the world is bright.
You hear me whisper to you,
I just might be getting through,
you finally put down the gun,
and instead, turn to the Father and the Son.
You put the gun away, you won’t need it anymore,
He will fight for you, as He has promised before.
~ By Liz Austin 2018
“The Lord will fight for you, you need only to be still.” – Exodus 14:14
Born and raised in Upstate NY, Liz is a freelance writer. She has written for websites, blogs, and magazines for the last 10 years. She works as a freelance writer and editor, as well as a proofreader and beta reader for several authors, all the while working on her first book.