A Poem I Wrote In Response To Someone Still Bullying Me

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This is something I wrote out in response to a girl that's been giving me trouble for a while now. I'm not sure if it belongs in 'Dear "You" from "Me"...' as it's not really a letter, but if it does just let me know and I'll move it. According to her I'm "the snake in the garden of literature Eden". Well hiss hiss, as I've dealt with her bullying and hatred for too long now!

Out Of Eden Too

I watched you, you know.
Hidden, restricted, bound by ignorance,
up in the tree with fruit bittersweet.
Seeing you coping, thriving, unabetted
as I sit ignored and leafily camouflaged.
Am I even alive?

I'm alive to me.
My heart beats enough for two,
and then some but why?
When you have your own heartbeats,
do you really need to take mine too?
Do you need my words to be true,
when you come looking through the leaves,
invading my own skull of a home?
I need isolation, I can't deal with that much!

So I drove you out,
like pitiful creatures so clouded,
the only way I knew how.
With a tongue forked in two,
for both good and for bad. With
both sides in equal merit.
Unlike yours that can speak just one.

So sorry
I didn't know I shouldn't do that.
He gave me that ability to understand beyond,
so sue the sinner that used such a scintillating skill.
Blame the ones that forced a betrayal.
You shocked?

Well be shocked!
You were from the fruited taste,
as it ran over your human tongue.
When the bad fork worked on your mind,
I didn't have to try. You swallowed it,
skin, core and seed.
Oh pitiful woman of during-sunset.

You spread it out to red-earth man!
I never told you to, so shame yourself!
Place no blames on me, for
he followed your words, not mine.

For defending my skull-like home,
from those trying to break broken,
He villanised me, penalised me,
stripped me of human features
to mark me as the serpentine sinner so subtle.

Now I lay upon the hard ground, your human ground,
burned and stung by sun and blights,
from punishment you earned. You loathe me
and I fear you.
I fear your spears, armour and fire,
specifically to kill me for your mistake.

So when you come for me,
with your one spear for my two,
and your armour for my scales,
and your fire for my venom.
Picture this.

I am stripped to difference,
scales with point of A,
voice with rasp of S.

So when you see my scales of A,
hear the rasp in my voice of S,
think of that first,
before my spears and venom.
For was I not like you?
Was I not created by He who controls Eden?

Despise me at will.

LMH

I'm not a poetry expert or anything, but I thought it hit home based off of a lot of my own personal experiences. I liked it a lot to say the least.