I Wish Poem, by Janey, at My poetic side

I wish you knew of the things that you did,

I wish you knew that your words cut like razors,

Sinking ever so slowly into my skin,

Inching ever closer to my heart.

I wish you knew of the things that you did,

I wish you knew that you no longer loved me,

Somehow you thought that that was love,

In your ever so twisted reality.

I wish you knew of the things that you did,

I wish you knew that my silence was no silence,

For every day I stared at you,

I was screaming for help.

I wish you knew of the hurt that you gave me,

It broke me,

Tore at me,

Until I no longer wished.

Comments +

sorenbarrett May 18th, 2026 09:08
So well worded in the wish for others may not know indeed the harm they cause. A sad poem of pain not understood
Tristan Robert Lange May 18th, 2026 09:41
Janey, I think many people who have lived through emotional harm will recognize that feeling of wanting someone to truly understand the damage they caused…not defensively, not superficially, but fully. The simplicity of the language makes the hurt feel even more immediate. Excellent piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

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