Fallen Poem by Joshua Ruiz Melendez

Swimming in the sea of tears,
since from heaven a fell.
Feeling nor sorrow or fear.
Sinking to the depths of hell.

In my travesy I wonder
if im not growing in age,
neither getting any younger,
will I crumble like a page?

After my terrible fall,
I only knew one thing,
if I'm to be called,
it wont be 'a living being'.

Before my wings were cut,
I was the chosen.
In their eyes, lesser then a mut,
I bacame a Fallen.