No Where Left to Go.

I bleed dirt from my veins.

Death is the only thing I have left.

With every knock I hear his laughter.

I have nothing to give.

Only restlessness.

Death will not give me peace, because I have built my castle out of shit and I refuse to leave it.

At one time I looked to above.

Yet my eyes forgot where up is.

My insides are tied into knots

I am boiling from the inside, and my love is leaving me.

Lord Jesus forgive me! because I have no where left to go!