you passion engulfs your mind
and you're sick of trying
to hold it within your grasp
so you release your hold
and let your thoughts unfold
with one last breath, one last gasp
you release reality
forever released from its clasp
into a dark empty sea
swarming with air
wind crashing on the banks
on sand so pale, so fair
the roaring of an armed tank
fills the deathly air
you fall to the ground
limp and lifeless, no air
the battle continues
and no one notices you
you say to the empty air
"life is never fair,
watch who you hide from,
and who can see through to you."
and fall into a deep, boundless sleep
as the war of facades continues