Spear me down, Heaven

When the time came I did it. I had to. You had a hundred billion chances and ways to have avoided today. But you decided to spill my blood. You forced me into a corner and gave me only one option. The decision was yours. Now you have blood on your hands that will never wash off. Jesus loved crucifying me. You loved inducing cancer in my head and terrorizing my heart and ripping my soul all this time. I didn’t have to do this. I could have left.... Read More