Godless & Calm (poem)

Black and red blood lust, never made a fuss
'Till one too many insults slid through this chink.
You take offence at things so soft; no need to cuss
Because you jump, crawl, dive toward drama: you never think.
You hope I'm the problem, but I'm the cure,
Why do you misunderstand, I'm not out to maim,
Not whatsoever. Why can't simple empathy you tour?
I extend my hand, you shake it once: then quick, the blame
Falls squarely on my shoulders. For every friend
I gain, two seem to fall -- am I a metabolic catalyst,
For social reshuffle? I'm not stupid -- let me mend
Our rift -- I think you're smart, too; but yet we're pissed.
One another hatred shared, we're an equation tough
To solve, with no one trying to see who
Equals what: Always insults, same conversational cuff
Every time we talk: Shall we break bread? I extend to you,
Once more, the olive brance, argumentative serendipity.
I merely hope you read this, for what's the point
Of living, if not to share? Your silence is whipping me,
My conscience here laid bare, as exposed as a torn joint.