Beautiful Scars Poet Free verse

Forgotten and Unredeemable

I'm forgotten...
and the thing is I never knew how 
forgotten I really was until I was 
reminded by your failure to
love me. 

Now I'm sinking in 
a reverie of loneliness, 
and just can't seem to
find the barren shore.

I’m unredeemable…
and the thing is I never knew how 
unredeemable I really was until I was
reminded by your incurable soul. 

Now I am left irrelevant;
irreparable and wounded
without a mending suture-
for life is irrevocably unfixable,
and I am disregarded and
remain hopeless. 
Despondent and desperate,
                    I will be remembered as unredeemable. 


October 27, 2017

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John Gondolf October 28, 2017 at 12:41 PM Laura, I'm sure many people have these feelings which you have penned so well. Enjoyed reading this poems. John

James Horn October 28, 2017 at 8:29 AM About self is only one who you thought, While temptation off we all had fought; Things slowly slipped, And off we got ripped; Wondering when we would be caught.