Analysis of Breakpoint

Vanquished from the bitter ambiance
 A lone pillar out at sea
 the sound of birds flocking
 a narrow passage of water
 leading to a small island
 no tempers of fire
 a fulfillment of one's inner desire
 hunt and gather for your dinner
 a good cause to boast
 like a drifting seagull out on the coast
 the island had little pigs good for dinner
 it was the breakpoint
 A beautiful companion
 The place where dreams were made
 more of a fantasy island
 many have found vast amounts of riches there
 you can bask in the vast expanse without a worry or a care