I look at the contour of his face.They cut into me until his reflection is all I am able to see in the mirror.
The metal zig zags through my mind until I can taste it... And panic inevitably follows closely behind.
It begins to weave through the blood vessels in the backs of my eyes leaving me only with the choice of sitting it out; waiting for the beautiful release.
It always feels like forever, but in agony I wait.
It feels like it wont come... But I don't stop waiting.
The last star has fallen from my eyes, the moon has disappeared in my clouded mind, and still I wait.
The last desert rose withers away.
The sparkling ocean inside of my soul has turned black, and now swallows the emptiness and myself.
Forgotten, and at peace in my sea of emptiness... I rest.
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