Journal, Diary, & Blogging / Nobody Knows

Yep. That perhaps is the saddest thing about such an experience—the knowledge that there isn’t in fact a person who knows you that well, but rather you are alone.

Perhaps. As it is, it’s meant to be sad and distant—clear, but not overly discriptive. As for “professional distance”, it isn’t meant to be that cold. It’s meant to touch the reader like a song, but within the context of a poem. Lines like “Nobody knows it but me” are meant to convey a sense of emptiness and, at the same time, to stir curiosity as to the identity of “me” vs. “she”. The fact that we are one and the same is inspired by a song by Mary J. Blige. As for caring, if you as the reader don’t care about the subject, there’s nothing in the wording that can change that.

Perhaps. As it is, it’s meant to be sad and distant—clear, but not overly discriptive. As for “professional distance”, it isn’t meant to be that cold. It’s meant to touch the reader like a song, but within the context of a poem. Lines like “Nobody knows it but me” are meant to convey a sense of emptiness and, at the same time, to stir curiosity as to the identity of “me” vs. “she”. The fact that we are one and the same is inspired by a song by Mary J. Blige. As for caring, if you as the reader don’t care about the subject, there’s nothing in the wording that can change that.

Thank you. This particular poem can apply to most any life-changing experience; but, for me, it was sexual violence in high school. Rumors, suggestive comments, stalking, leering, touching, multiple times per day for four years. As for why everyone turned away, I’m given to assume it was b/c of the general nature of sexual violence and the inability of the average person to properly handle it, whether deliberately or by lack of proper training. “She is me and I am her” is redundant, but is a concept borrowed from a Mary J. Blige song, I think “Take Me as I Am”. I probably will rework it, in time. We’ll see.

Thank you.