Crucified

Tired…SO tired…
Hungry…no food or water for hours…
Bleeding…smashed and beaten by so many people so many times for so many hours…
Shamed…spittle dripping from a beard with chunks missing…
Abandoned by my closest friends…
Betrayed by one…
Ridiculed…
Beaten…
Flesh torn in jagged hunks from my back…
Innocent of any wrong…
Condemned to die…
Rough, jagged timber scraping open wounds…
Labored breathing…
Spikes driven through wrists and feet…
No one to come to my aid…
Crucified!

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