How did I get this Lonely? (poem) by Lori S. Maynard on AuthorsDen

How did I get this Lonely?
by Lori S. Maynard → (All Poetry by Lori S. Maynard)
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I wrote this after looking through some old pictures that I had found yesterday...
The old photos seem so unfamiliar Hard to convince myself I was there... Destinations and people I’ve never seen again... Pictures taken well before all of the pain... Relationships now broken and through remain photographed as though renewed. Smiling faces and hearts still unscathed to what future despair would be made. How do you grow to become this alone That the thought of calling ghosts on the phone makes your heart jump despite the cost? How can you find what’s been lost? I stared at them for quite some time... Pictures of a life that once was mine... Was I smart in leaving him back then? Why am I plagued now with thoughts of When? I’m so lonely...the pain ebbs and flows like a turbulent gale, it forever grows. How can I find again what I never had? Has loneliness finally driven me mad? How do you live to become this alone I wish for one good man, just to hold and soothe to sleep in a sweet lullaby and become another faded photograph, he and I I put the pictures back inside that box and try to recover my soul from its shock of knowing that I shall forever be alone... I’ve prepared myself to always roam in the background of other’s hearts and dreams and become only a bit player in life’s great scenes. I’m too lonely - I’m barely hanging on... How can this be? What have I done? I’ve put my heart away in traction always hoping to receive some action but no one seems interested in my empty soul no one’s chased away that feeling of Alone. If you want to leave me, then leave me - if you stay, you’ll have your fantasy... But, I can never make you care for real that’s just something for you to conceal We’ve had our share of hurt and mistrust. My heart’s still beating, but full of rust. How did I live to become so lonely? How can I live without you inside of me? Inside of my heart and inside of my dreams... Ah! What I wouldn’t give to feel relief from this shadow that now has settled within... Silly heart, stop looking for him. The old photos seem so unfamiliar Hard to convince myself I was there... Destinations and people I’ve never seen again... Pictures taken well before all of the pain... ©March 27, 2005 Lori S. Maynard A brief five minute write

Reviewed by Lois Christensen

Reviewed on January 10, 2009

I am with you all the way in this aloneness poem. Feel so alone most of the time now that Tom is in heaven and I have to go things alone, do things alone,and take time out for myself even alone. We have the holy spirit in us, so that keeps us sane.

Reviewed by Hanley Harding (Reader)

Reviewed on December 7, 2005

Dear Lori;

This an interesting and touching poem.

Doc

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on March 29, 2005

Faded photographs and old love letters I think are the hardest thing to rid ourselves of because like the feelings we once shared they stir the emotions of when we once cared. Take heart sweet Lori, you are still young and your heart has more love to share and your box of pictures will be added to before long. Wonderful capture Lori.

Felix

Reviewed by Dave Harm

Reviewed on March 28, 2005

Great poem... old photos bring feelings of being cheated and deceived... sometimes, memories best forgotten

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Lori,

All this in five minutes? WOW!

Much emotion contained in your snapshot of powerful words--poignantly read by this reader, who understands this allllll too well. Excellent write!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(

Reviewed by John Bidwell

This certainly reminds me of my poem "Snap Shot."
Same feelings linger like a dark cloud over everything.
Loved it anyway.
John

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

LOL. This is just poetry? Seeing your bio. And such looks, Love of life.
Every other bloke you meet, must want to date you..
Cool write for those who are in such a challenge..

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Hopefully So You Will find Yourself!

TRASK

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Oh, boy, that old nostalgia scene up and grabs you by the . . . Plus the awful problem of having someone near that isn't really near. A two-edged sword of loneliness. Sigh. Great poem!