This is probabbly the first poem that I have written that I am comfterble sharing. so imput..thanks...
Face
I make my way
to the circle shaped concrete path
the path shines from the rays of the sun
I walk and look
look at anything I can
I hear a noise
A noise I have never heard
I start walking to see what that noise is
I see a figure
figure dark
and lonely
it sits on a bench colored green
than gently glides towards the grass
I say "are you alright?"
I hear a whimper
A cry of help
I ask again "are you alright?"
the figure moves towards me
smells me
and backs away
I stand there in awe
I see his face
his face broken but behind a mask
a mask that is happy
he removes the mask
reveling a face broken
he is broken and sad
he stares into the sun and wonders
I try to think what he is thinking
I know what he is thinking
I can tell
I can feel and hear it in my mind
he gets closer
closer by the second
gliding uncontrollably
to the point where now he’s 2 feet away from me
I jump back
I now have a clear sight of his face
his face being mine
