Until Then

Pressed against the mirror to hear you talking to me, from the other side. I welcome you into my head. I guess my conscience was late, because it didn't stop me. My scars are permanent even though the pain can be erased. I can not be scared. But I'm still watching my back.

Thinking to myself, if help is really needed. I lost, but who cares. I always fall on my face to find not one bruise. But to hear your laugh of sarcasm. Just lock me in the dark until I see the light. The same line is repeated. I'm alright. I'm alright. Am I really. I see clearly now. But I'm still looking out both eyes.

I see the ants as they crawl out of my window seal. To find another used victim. I get my bike and slowly follow them into a darkened heart. With every breathe, I feel it deteriorate into ashes and dust. Must I take this in and keep it hidden. Well I can't stop writing down the facts that I'll soon forget and remember again. But I'll follow my shadow to my grave. But I'll live, until that final day.
Until Then

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