This church is decrepit. No room for my aching body. The pews are full of cobwebs; full of words left unsaid by me. Clawing at the floorboards like some ravage beast, I stare at the alter laid before me. Mother Mary has forsaken me. Forgive me. Forgive me. Forgive me. Please forgive me. I'm holy; I swear. It's just us here. No one can hear us speak to one another. Please tear my soul from this earth, this burial ground. It fucking hurts. Mother Mary save me, or God damn it all.
