My Face

caught a glimpse of my face today
listened to see what the mirror would say
with my hair pulled back my reflection screamed
and pointed out things I haven't seen


exposed are the lines
in the corners of my eyes
cracked and broken is the skin
with layers of pain held within


behind the shades of green and blue
with stresses abound
the darker shades and tones beneath
reveal a dreadful lack of sleep


sagging and heavy my eyes tell a tale now
as they retreat from my furrowed brow
sad and broken and devoid of shine
cold and empty and so unkind

the tone of my flesh seems all wrong
as all my glow seems to have gone
flat and cold does my skin appear
stained and eroded by ancient tears


littering my face my lips form a scowl
and awful display of my former mouth
weighted corners shaping my frown
a contorted smile turned upside down


as I caught a glimpse of my face today
saw what the mirror had to say
turned around and walked away
and hoped that others don't see me that way