Falling Through Poem by Crimson Love

Words are seen,
through the thoughts,
that hear my screams,
Silence holds,
what noise I had,
falling through,
the cracks of,
a Crimson heart,
a feel myself shattering...
Crimson falls apart,

The weightless feeling,
as I fall through myself,
elation beyond living,
holds my feeble young mind;

death cannot comprehend life,
as life cannot comprehend beyond itself...

I find This weight lifted to be,
the salvation of the godless,
one moment, we fall,
to only be lifted,
by everything we hate.

we live to fall,
yet rise only when,
brought to our knees.