I’m sick and tired of reaching out.

Giving of myself tirelessly; no retribution.

No thanks or remorse.

No sympathy, no empathy for a self imposed strife.

No caring about my life.

Don’t you care who would give their life for you?

Can’t you even look him in the eye?

Or do you take his portion like a dog?

Not discerning, and apathetic

Just wanting something even if it’s your own vomit.

You selfish soul

Drowning in despair

Only fate, no hope, and dissolution own you.

Wake up and die.

If you can’t and you won’t then you live a lie.

Your chains are your own,

You put them there and threw away the key.

Today I stand here before you with it.

Why do you blow me off?

Do you see me chained to Death?

Are you so disillusioned that you can’t tell?

Rather than torment myself with the job of the spirit,

I give you to God,

And you can go to hell.

Published by Josh McGary

MY NAME IS JOSH MCGARY. First, I am a Pastor of a small church in Portland, Oregon named Aletheia Bible Fellowship. We call it ABF. I have been a pastor there for the better part of 20 years. I am very eclectic. What I love, I love loudly and immersively. I have notable collections of toys, funko pops, and vinyl. I also infamously love pop culture, comic books, technology, the arts, psychology and philosophy.

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