Unforgettable, Forgotten Face (poem) by Lori S. Maynard on AuthorsDen

Unforgettable, Forgotten Face
by Lori S. Maynard → (All Poetry by Lori S. Maynard)
Sunday, May 6, 2018 Rated "PG13" by the Author.

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I wake up with a stranger every morning now tryna forget I had a heart some way, somehow I roll over and yet I cannot hide from the person I am inside That damned mirror lied today Said that I was feeling okay That stranger peering back from the glass Looks to be dying twice as fast. I’m someone’s ex future life Someone’s burning bridge in the darkest night. Someone’s one and only now twice replaced Someone’s unforgettable, forgotten face. Life’s a game they say and I cannot play What’s the rules? Is it come what may? Holding on to a rope not even tied. I lost at love and I never tried. Another drink to ease the pain Another drop in an endless rain. I’m no one to so many, life’s never fun Erased from the equation, I’m never the one. I’m someone’s ex goodnight kiss Someone’s love letters they said they’d miss. Someone’s plans and dreams now gone away Someone’s unforgettable, forgotten face. Yeah, I wake up with a stranger each day... That stranger in me will never fade. I’ll break the mirror before I ever try to fix the reasons I ever cry I’m a ghost of the distant past An old soul growing up too fast. The pain is real, it never fades. No tomorrows only yesterdays. I’m someone’s ex heartfelt thoughts Someone’s lesson that they were taught Someone’s one and only now twice replaced. Someone’s unforgettable, forgotten face. I’m someone’s ex giver of chances Someone’s remembered music to dances Someone’s hopes, someone’s dreams now gone away. I’m someone’s unforgettable, forgotten face. Lori S Maynard Sunday, May 6, 2018 8:14 to 8:21 a.m.. 7 minute free write

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on July 21, 2018

So poignant, Lori. This hits the heart hard.

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Reviewed on May 25, 2018

Long time no see Lori
Your poetry still stabs at the heart.
Don't ever lose hope.

Peter

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on May 8, 2018

It's hard to fathom that you wrote this in seven minutes. Shows that you feel deeply about the subject matter and the way it affects you every time you look in the mirror and don't recognize your own image of yourself. It would be nice to have you think nice thoughts, but perhaps that's not possible right now.

Ron

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on May 7, 2018

Lori, this is a heartfelt poem. Your pain is well-expressed.

Sandie