New Face

I cannot cry or see
No nose to smell
Or ears to hear
I cannot eat or speak
Yet I live

I feel something
Cold and hard
Biting into the flesh
Of my hand

I raise this thing
To my head
I begin to cut away the skin
Hiding
What should be my face

I start with the eyes
Then the nose
A slit for my mouth
Holes for my ears
Then there is something else

Wet and warm
Running down my body
Out of the holes that form my face
My new self ruining the old
Killing me without mercy.

Reviews

[mariah]

wow nice job! it flows very nicely. it makes me think of someone almost being forced to change their self,very sad, but great job! :D