On bleeding broken knees

I call out for the love of god

Please patch these wounds

My hands fabricated

A sinful cleanse will restore my light

I close my eyes

Skin breaks in two

Blood seeping through

My eyes

See no light

To help cleanse me

No love

No god showed itself to me

The clay you molded

Has become rotten

Your vision

Your creation

Your son saved all but one

I bleed alone

To ease my plight

Serenity

Relief

Divinity