Solo Rebirth Poem by Kylee Wells

If I hate you it’s not my fault.
You stood there and did nothing to stop me.
If I don’t ever want to speak to you again.
That is your fault.
How can I not hate you for the things you have said?
How can I not think less of you because of how you act?
How can you refute the idea that anyone could know you...
When the true you shines right through your faulty persona?
Found you in a nutshell, and knew you as a shell.
The deep inner workings of a nonetheless average human being.
Oh to know you I thought would be swell.
When I found you, I found a shell.
The harsh words seem less like an attack, and more like a revelation. Temptation acquires relations.
Blessed be my heart, and if I could take it back I would.
Blessed be your soul. If you could fill it, you should.
Laughing sounds just slightly cynical when I think of you.
Because I laugh only at the person I was told I never knew.
It’s wonderful to know you.
Oh surely it is.
It’s wonderful to show you, how well you don’t know me.
Your eyes are not good enough to ever see.
Oh a person of likely sources, love all who love me too.
A person of resources has enough sense to hate those who have burnt she.
Only without merit.
Like you have most surely done to me.
Unfortunately I am just gifted.
To tell you in these words.
I dislike the fact that I allowed myself to know you.
I close the chapter with a grin.
Because I know I will never make the same mistake again.
You can’t fix anyone.
You can’t love the redeemable.
Reckless wounded shouts from the sky, you cannot repent.
I imply your worth, and you remind me it’s impossible to brake a cent.