Pray, Lindsey

Threats,
Will they silence you?
     Maybe if we ignore you…
Fears,
Will they shame you?
     Maybe if we ground you…
Fights,
Will they stop you?
     From living how you choose...

You say "This is how I was born
     So this is how I will live"
But Lindsey, I question you
Is this how you want to die?

If we beat you down,
If we take your hope,
If we tear apart your life,
     Maybe we will make you change.

Don’t fight the therapy
You have to go
     You don’t have a say—
In anything about this.

Pray.
Pray harder.
Lindsey, God will find a way.
He loves you how you are
     But you’re damaged,
     He doesn’t want you to stay in this state.

Hell is smiling,
     At your new found self respect
Hell is smiling,
     That you have come to accept
This sin in which you want to live...
Lindsey, your choice is toxic.

Pray, Lindsey.
Pray every day when you wake
     And when your mind wanders,
Pray.
Lindsey, God will find a way.
     Pray, Lindsey
Let Heaven take you back
From eternal lifelessness
     Into rightousness.

I’m sorry I wasn’t a good
     Mother
I’m sorry you aren’t close to your
     Father
But Pray.

Pray, Lindsey, Pray.