If everything around us has been falling for eternity
It does not mean we are fallen.
When our souls do not ache,
it does not mean,
that our hearts don't ache.
If you combine the pain of lashing out at yourself,
and the pain of washing your mind down a dark tunnel,
in the depths of your brain
You could say, it is a falling heartache.
Refusal is an unbound lie inside of your mind,
causing you to wonder,
what could this've been.
The lights in your mind suddenly fade from white,
to purple.
Causing a shrieking pain,
that you refuse to show.
You let the wind blow in your face,
even if it feels of ice.
You feel numb,
or otherwise it just hadn't affected you.
You reach your hands into places no one else could,
down the deep, dark abyss.
Everything is dull.
And you can't see,
But you had created your own light, to break through the barrier. The barrier seperating your thoughts from reality.
And you broke the barrier,
letting no one stop you.