Fallen

Fallen from grace

Not a trace of me left intact

Shredded to my bones

No evidence of my existence left

Only red

Breathing nightmares

I can’t sleep

Insomnia is my only companion

My guilt devours me

And I can’t dream

Of anything but antisocial angels

The glow gone from their halos

Fallen, just like me

Living, left untouched by broken fingers

I’m anaemic and frail blood flows through my veins

Cut from the cloth of sinners

Cut

Walking, balancing on a razor’s edge

One misstep and I am falling nowhere

Into the eternity of me

Mortal flesh will battle death

And then lose hope

My joyless resistance runs thin

And my heart fills with infected bliss

Leaving me to fall into myself