The Fallen Are Lost
by Guardian Angel One

Why hasn't my heart fallen Beyond the pits of hell Past the center of the Earth. The black hole that is my heart Sucks in the air around me Turns my blood to lethal lead. My head aches with compassion, My eyes weep with sympathy. Yet my heart remains in my frail body. Controlled by a dangerous force, Finding the courage to beat again, The ambition to drown the night star deeply And perhaps hide its pain in a bitter heaven.