The Nothing: Empty of Peace

I sense as nothing moves past me  
I breathe deep, hoping peace will be gained  
I can't see the air, yet it's empty.  
"I seek refuge from all of this pain!  
I'm confused, what's this light?  There's still nothing!  
Can this Peace and the void be the same?"  
"Does not chaos reign only in darkness, or can madness run wild in the day?  
And this breeze on my face does not soothe me!  
Surely somebody else  feels this way?!"  
 
The masquerade paint fades so quickly  
from my mask Yes! That character's gone!  
"This facade I can no longer keep,  
And I'm sorry, the show can't go on!"  
Wait, "What is this?" I've been blinded  
Brilliant lights, center stage, of my life  
"Desperation and grief, dancing freely, just as they haunt me at night."  
"Yet, if all of this guilts never ending  
How is empty what I feel inside?"  
The destruction just keeps cycling on  
"I have no where to run or to hide!"  
I inhale then exhale, both are pointless  
While peace floats further away  
I stare blankly into the vast nothing  
As empty collides with pain.