Love Poems & Poetry

I stare back at a man.
I woke up while I stared in the mirror,
At a face that I liked to see,
I then broke down into sudden terror,
At the soul staring back at me.

I wiped off my smirk,
I put away my face,
As I washed my hands,
My heart started to race,

I’ve forgot who I am—
How could’ve I done this?
How could’ve I let my self become this?
How could’ve I learned to love only myself?
I stare back at a man who loves no one else.

I hung up my towl in self reflection,
Of a heart that was void and free,
Looked back at the man of misdirection,
A man that is no longer me,

I then bowed my head,
Turned and shut off the light,
Looked back to the man,
I was still shining bright,

I know who I am—
I know why I’ve done this.
I know why I’ve let my self become this.
I know why I’ve learned to love only myself.
I stare back at a man hurt by everyone else.

I stare back at a man filled with dirt,
I stare back at a man who no longer hurts,
I stare back at a man? I stare back at a man.
I stare back at a man a man.

-Dennis Mayer

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