Naive

Trusting

Ignorant

 

Pretending that the voice attacking me

Was only the soft utters of a friend

 

Knowing someone for years,

But never truly knowing

Blissfully looking past the disguise

Looking past the hate,

Looking past the mask

 

Then, I snapped

 

Realization hit: these words were not from a friend

My comrade, my colleague

Was hiding behind a wall of hate

A wall she built

In order to protect herself

 

But that wall was cracking

I finally saw through the lies

Now I know,

Hate never truly dies

It was time to leave the wall behind

 

No crane was large enough to knock it down,

So I ran to save my mind

 

But as time went by,

The builder of that wall decided to try

Demolishing it layer by layer

Brick

by

b r i c k

 

Through this I learned,

You don’t need a crane to demolish a wall of hate

Kindness,

Understanding,

Empathy

These ingredients are the kryptonite of that wall

With perseverance,

One day it just

might

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