I would never cry

while I allow you

to transform my being

into piles of dust...

if I were brave

I could convey

drowning in a sea

of helplessness

as you drive me

to the precipice

I wouldn't flinch

if I were brave

I would always sing

even when I am voiceless

I could give without regret

even when its cost rendered

my eventual disappearance

if I were brave

I would never lie

I would never arise

merely swallow, breathe

a living air of fate