If you knew me

If you really knew me...

You would know
that a soft word
drains me of my wrath...
and a kiss on my neck
turns me into butter...

Yet you..use sharp words
that cut me deep...as this wound allows
all my patience and kindness
to flow out of my heart
onto the ground...

You...can not explain the look
on my face as I look out the window
on rainy days...
Instead of walking up behind me..
and holding me...
You...
walk away.
Because...
You...
dont know me.
Yet...you want to own me
in the most intimate of ways...

Yet I...
can hate what you say
and ....still smile...
because I ...
Know you.
Inside and out...
even when you show me
someone else...
and grip me with your cold stare
and look through me ...
like I...
am not even there
You...bring me
to my knees...
but I wont bleed
and  you wonder..
what I'm made of...
Because...I wont break
for you...
or crumble over the wicked
shit you do....
I guess Im your punishment
For you...
just being you...
but you would only know that
If...
You really knew me.