Destroyer

Stop trying to smash together

And modify the shapes of

Puzzle pieces that do not fit;

 

Amiability is a blessing—

One that cannot be strained,

And sometimes, it’s not present

 

Years and years of conflict

Are not so easily discarded

Once they have left their scars.

 

Don’t mistake unwillingness

For hatred, as you are prone to do

Because you love a fight.

 

You must derive pleasure from

Watching my eyes brim with tears

And yelling till your voice is hoarse.

 

Only you can take a beautiful day

And morph it into a storm

With clouds black as night.

 

You take my words and twist them

Until I cannot even recognize

What has escaped my tongue;

 

It doesn’t matter if it’s irrelevant

As long as it’s fuel for your

One-sided war where no one ever wins.

 

I must not be very important,

For you treat me like a stranger

And act as if I am expendable.

 

You say I am a villain,

But you hardly know me—

You only know what’s on the surface.

 

It seems as if you’ve stopped trying

To make an effort to learn,

For perhaps you will discover the truth.

 

All you want to acknowledge

Is what you think is right and wrong;

You never see a side other than your own.

 

And change for you is nonexistent—

Even if it’s clearly, irrefutably there,

Progressing slowly but still undeniable.

 

You think I came from hell,

Yet it was you who first gave me

A glimpse of the underworld.

 

You are a destroyer,

But you will never be able to admit it

Because you are always, always right.

 

It seems as if things are exploding,

And you wish to push me away

So that you won’t have to deal with me.

 

But if worse ever comes to worst,

I’m sure you will regret it

For every day of your miserable life.

 

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