134. A Nothingness, Burned.

I stared into a mirror,

and saw nothing.

Though I stood there,

something still missing;

it must have been an error,

a simple mistake.

I could not recall a memory

of ever seeing my face.

A faceless man, lost at sea,

and unable to breathe,

trapped in outer space.

I knew then that my life was 

at stake.

The mirror had shattered,

and I was now afloat;

broken shards all over,

not that it mattered, anyway.

I had nothing more to say,

and no other place to go.

I was lost, in a way,

lost at sea.

I did, however,

come across a key.

A key to my sickly memories,

that would force me to 

turn the lever

and fall through space,

forever.

The key had been a lie,

and the mirror did not exist.

My memories were fake,

as I was always so blind.

I could not see,

nor could I resist.

My mind twisted and turned,

and eventually,

it burned.