Breath

Together, in a line, file neatly behind.
This was bound to happen, just let go.
Come on, it's rather easy, sinking in deep.
Steady breathing, unable to hear anymore.
You won't win. You will win. You will.
Weakly beginning to fade away. Fading. Away.
In the distance, darkness consumes.
Never ending pain and agony folds over,
On the mind of the weak, the innocent soul.
You hear that, the sound of a breaking heart.
Together, in a line, back away, leave.
This was bound to happen, just let go.
To difficult to move, sunk in too deep.
Congratulations, you won.