i dont need this (draft)

alright, this is response #2 for my creative reading class. response #1 should never see the light of day. this is another poem. i'm not good at poetry.
prompt: "translate" D.F. Brown's poem (When I am 19 I Was a Medic) into your own experience-- write about something powerful that happened to you in the present tense. try to make the reader understand how you feel about it now, how it's changed you.
*i've made changes, suggested by my prof. he was right)

I don’t need this (second draft)

We’re facing off for the first time, the only time.
Screaming, crying, angry glares.
You say we ganged up
That this is really my fault.

Blaming me only makes it worse.
Let’s bring up painful, ridiculous memories
Nothing will help this
Nothing will fix this.

I’d call this a break up.
It ends with you leaving
And I feel better but not for long.

This haunts me already
You haven’t really left.
You’ll hold on much longer
Than I ever will.

©2007