Wet Face

The cold, icy water caught my attention I splashed my face, but The mirror failed to reflect the Anguish emanating from my eyes How early my soul solemnly dies.. The water dripping down my chin Struggled less to track down The invisible contours of my face, I breathe, I hate this elusive race My head pains Paralyzed, I am from my senses My heart beats mechanically like an old radio tune I see my scarred, expressionless face And try to seek the illusions that baffle my mind, Is there no one else of my kind? I despise this weary world Friends no longer seem to invigorate like a breeze Blowing away my sorrows, Smiles escape from my poker face; It is now, when I realize that Every winter, I can't dream For the one I thought would be my spring Has abandoned all of me.. ~~Thank You for the reviews and comments~~