You are a soulless cage
Candles burning out
Timber fingers grasping
At a bleak unforgiving sky
You wander to the dark place
Unable to illuminate
There were angels here once
"Fear not" "Do not be afraid"
Carved into the bark
Does anxiety always come before truth
Existential agony before God's bidding
If so, I am ripe, I am waiting
Prune my tree of life branches back
If I am not wick then I am wicked
I am shame bathed in myrrh
Did not former trunks
Hold the great burden of salvation
Is the cross before or behind
My lingering grave
Beckons for me
I do not fear the earth
Only where the mind goes
When the body cannot follow
What armies could kindness muster
To war against the unknown
Crucify yourself against me
The nails in my hands
Filter the light in
I am fighting a losing cause
A thousand fall to my side
Ten thousand at my right hand
Who will bury the dead
I thought only the roots of trees belonged buried
Yet coffins slip into soil
Sins under a night sky