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I watch you put that gun to your head 
every time I close my eyes

playing russian roulette
with your life
and the bullets are
the people around you.

I watch you pull the trigger 
every time I close my eyes
I never thought you'd
end it this way, 
I thought you were braver than that

I'm sick of these crisis 
that throw me off my even ground 
I want a normal life, 
like you... 
but I'm not willing to throw 
away my abnormal one
for a chance at purified 
resurrection.

I've heard you a million times 
say that God will take care of you

well my friend, 
God only helps those 
who don't have somewhere else to turn...
those who don't give up 
when he gives them 
a million plus reasons 
to stick around.

The trauma of this whole 
situation 
empowers me to stop and think 
encourages me
to sort out what I need in my life 
what I should be a part of 
and what I should let go of.