Have You Seen Me?

An older poem, reworked it a little before publishing. (Well, reworked it a little again, at the kind advice of another.)

Do you think you know me? Do you think you see, deep inside my soul,
deep into me. Have you ventured through the spaces of my mind? Have you
felt my body as it dies? I am a facade of
the worst kind. The enactment that people believe. I live a lie, each and every day. I lie to your face,
I lie to your brain. I fight the evil within me, the base core of
myself. I fight back the demons, ripping at my soul. Can you find the woman
within the lie? Maybe you can, maybe you'll try. Are you sure you'll
like what you find? Do you love me for my postiche personality? Watch
out for me- there's an impostor in your midst. Her heart is black as
Nox, her soul augean, her mind is a bacchanalia you've been uninvited
to. Rip me down, break me.
Make me real. I might die within this hollow shell.

Reviews

[Neil]

Greetings
Powerful insight - we are all shells within shells some need breaking and some we need for protection as they have this double function. We are also all impostors living a lie. We all fight demons.

We all do all these things but what few, very few, do is have the insight to see ourselves as we are. Those few can, if they choose, be poets. You are one of them.

I suspect that the power of this work would increase if you left more to the reader to work out rather than explain but that is a personal view and meant constructively. I dont review poems here that dont mean something to me - yours did which is the reason I would suggest something shorter, more condensed and even more powerful thereby.

Neil

[Alex Zynder]

it really cries out from the page, moving.