Kiss of death

My eyes are glazed and set. My lips are as cold as the night air. My muscles are relaxed. For I am resting in peace, but I am much alive. warm but cold. I'm still but running, free but bound by one. I am a living death, my heart is burning. my soul is crying, my flesh is rotting. I am a man possessed, I embrase my cross, I kiss the nails. I thank them that persecute me for it drives the nails deeper. deeper into my hand and into my feet.my screams are those of joy, for I am coming closer to you. as I die I become alive. as my body is bound to this tree I become free, I am a living death. dead to myself but alive in Him.