A Face

Everyday I wake up and have to face reality.
Unfortunately having the chance to look at that awful face.
The chance of having to face my past that is contained in that ugly face.
Every time I see my face it ignites my soul,
it makes my emotions barbaric and uncontrollable.
Some days I feel hate,
other times I feel disgusted,
and sometimes I feel love.
Seeing my face change from a beautiful, graceful and ignorant face,
turn into an ugly, unrecognizable, repulsive face.
The funny thing about my face is that it hasn't change.

Reviews

[Argonaut1]

This is a really beautiful concept. It's so relatable too. There are hundreds of different emotions that are going on behind a face in the mirror in the waking hours. You do a great job of expressing many of them with just a few simple images and key words like "ignite" or "barbaric and uncontrollable." One of the other things I really like is the use of opposites like "Disgust and love." The big thing I relate to here is realizing that aging changes us but we really don't notice it until a lot of time has passed. We look at ourselves and realize we haven't changed even though it's clear there are a few more wrinkles, gray hairs, and a more well-fed exterior than we remember. But how do we really see ourselves? Do we like what we've become or does it disgust or scare us? Are we proud of what we've accomplished or is what we've done about as tired and dry as our own reflection in the mirror?

I really do like this, but it seems unfinished to me (then again, 99 percent of all written work is unfinished). Well, more like there seems to be a piece that's missing from the middle of this poem. Once you get to the line: "It makes my emotions barbaric and uncontrollable." I feel there's more from that line leading up to the line that says "Some days I feel hate." Concentrate on that line that reads: "The chance of having to face my past that is contained in that ugly face." That is a key line. What is it really saying about that person in the mirror? Was the past horrible enough to incite these feelings? Was there hope?

I don't want to pry if this seems too personal. If it does, I'm sorry, I don't mean to offend. But I do hope this helps you in some way because there are so many different directions you can take this poem. But, this is amazing and I hope you do more.

[ProfessorPadilla]

Thank you Argonaut for your feedback! I personally enjoyed reading your review and, because of your positive feedback I am going to continue writing on this site!! I will make sure to try and make this poem as perfect as possible. Thank you again and I hope you read my other words!!

[MoriartyMesa]

A better man than me (Dean Martin) said, aint that a kick in the head https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0lm76UTmlDg


And I think you know the lyrics will have meanin, if I am wrong. I owe you a high ball, if I am right, a screw driver with Ivan swimming.