The Me You Kill

You can see, but you don’t care
You look past the misery in my eyes and stare at my canvas face, a door closed forever
My thoughts locked inside and yours on the counter
I thought maybe one day you would open that door and pour into me
I pound at the walls of flesh, I scream, but still
Your silence smothers me, my wounds bleed forever, never to be covered 
You can see, but you don’t see me
What you see isn’t what you get, but you wouldn’t know, you’d just forget
I’m not that blank canvas, I’m more, open that door and see
See me
You can’t
You couldn’t
Even if you stared forever
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Romios Avatar
September 5, 2025 at 7:49 PM
Very clearly expressed,..Wonderfully emotive and truthful. Welcome to poetry soup. I am sure you will add depth here! Pangie
Solomon Avatar
September 5, 2025 at 1:08 PM
Awesome Job.
Jama Avatar
September 5, 2025 at 11:50 AM
I love the dark tone of your poem."I pound at the walls of flesh, I scream, but still Your silence smothers me, my wounds bleed forever, never to be covered," beautifully deep visceral lines. " I pound at the walls of flesh," truly my favourite. Brilliant.
Agustin Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 9:49 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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