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 havent 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 brown
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 dont see me that way
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