i made a poem.. i think..?

In shadows cast by crimson glow, I should feel pain, yet none I know. As red cascades like whispered sin, An empty ache resides within. A hollow space where sorrow dwells, Where silence echoes, longing swells. I struggle hard, my tears to bind, A quiet storm within my mind. But in this void, a fleeting trace, Of strength that hides in time and space. Though wounds may bleed, and hearts may break, I stand my ground, for hope's own sake.