Reincarnated

He hurt you, why can’t you see?  
He hates you; he hates himself, but he definitely hates me.  
I hate your heart, your soul and your sweet ways. Especially when I had a mom that left me for days.   
Your kindness, your touch and the way you smile and sing. I hate you sweet soul, I hate every single thing.  
 Be more like me, down and bitter, because I hate that both my parents were quitters.  
I want to be happy, I just don’t know how. Every fucking time I try, the sound in my heart goes pow.  
This hatred killed me once and now it’s come again. I lost my love, my wife, and most importantly you, my best friend.  
Your soul was genuine, peaceful and one of a kind. I took you for granted, once, twice, just too many times.
I’ll give anything for another night with you. Please sweet soul, trust me, come back and I’ll do right by you.
I will practice love, affection, and work on my Zen. Please, please dear love, come back, I want us to win.
Conflicted heart… I smile as you come again. My heart is not a bone that you can throw in the lion’s den.
You promised to love me, but you don’t know how. That’s why you killed me, you killed us, with the recurring sound pow.
I gave you my heart, my life, yet you took it all for granted. Is this a ploy because your loneliness is indebted? Your heart is cold, angry and does not come in peace. Optimistically, this lost love will make your anger cease.