Wind, my goddess,
Come save me
From this nightmarish reality,
Blow me away
With your mighty gales and gusts.

But you never come.

Because you, my dear
Are an idyllic dream
Who cannot save me
Until I cannot save myself.

Then you shall encircle me
In your lukewarm embrace
And carry me swiftly away
While my eyes flutter shut
And the last remnant of you
Exits my frail body.