Home where did you go?

In wilderness I found myself.

Pounding on the door call love.

I have my name written on it,

But nobody will let me in.

I am stuck in wilderness,

All sorts of beast,

Chanting my name,

Telling me, I am better off dead,

Telling me, no one never love me again,

Telling me, I am only as good as dirt I walk on.

I lift my hands up,

Buried in my weight of my own iniquity.

I look up in desperation,

In the hope ill be delivered from my sorrow.

However,

I have skin of leper,

I have hands that only destroy,

I have mouth that corrupts,

Where do I go?

I only hurt,

I only hurt others,

Like a cancer that needs to be removed,

Helpless,

No where left to turn,

Home…

Home…

Home…

I must go.