the unlovable side of me

I wrote this when I was feeling really depressed and unlovable and just yucky about everything. A day or so after I found out that my pastor of nearly ten years is retiring the end of January and the last thing he wishes to do is baptize me. This poem is me expressing my feelings to God.with nothingwhy am i so emptywith nothing left to compromisewhy's the hurt keep comingwith nothing to subside itwhy do i feel so alonewith no one to turn towhy do i writhe in anguishwith nothing else left to trywhy do i keep on fightingwith my unshielded wordswhat's the point in all thisif all i am is worthless