my threshold cracks below me
fragments of my shattered existence
slip beneath my feet
as I step upon what once was
numb from the cold
that sleeps inside of me
although I can still see
the puddle of blood beneath my feet
ashes blow in my face
reminding me of my fragility
my weak body gives way
and I collapse into this mess
I swim in the scarlet pool
my only vision is dark with self
tainting my emotions
while my arms begin to sway
I fall  to the bottom of my threshold
wanting to fall endlessly
just as a last strand of hope
pulls me from the bloody mess
on a splintered crossbeam
the threshold of humanity
bleeds forth from the Messiah
and my world comes tumbling down
my God breaks me apart
bringing life to my soul
and He sets me upon Himself
as my threshold