2 way conversation poem

I've been trying to get a double poem to work recently, like two poems that interact with each other but can be read on their own? It's been a bit of a struggle which is ANNOYING but I think I've managed to get it to work?? Writing from a place of fandom inspiration never goes wrong it seems!!

Title: Reset

How many times have you done this?
(What did you make us forget?)
How many times has this conversation
repeated, how many lines jumbled in pursuit of the perfect path?
(Do you NEED it?)

How many times have you walked this trail?
(Did you find everything yet?)
How many buildings have you plundered?
(How many Gods have you offended?)
How much trust have you taken advantage of?
(How many graves have you filled and refilled.)

How many people have you helped?
(Do you think it matters now?)
How many have you saved?
(Do you think your actions now rewrite the past?)

Have you forgiven yourself yet?
(They can't forgive you, you made sure of that.)

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Poem 1 on it's own:

How many times have you done this?
How many times has this conversation repeated,
how many lines jumbled in the pursuit of the perfect path?

How many times have you walked this trail?
How many buildings have you plundered?
How much trust have you taken advantage of?

How many people have you helped?
How many have you saved?

Have you forgiven yourself yet?

** The plan with this is that in isolation the narrator is supposed to feel quite numb to the reader? They're just moving through the motions at this point, because what's the point? They've accepted that the 'you' referred to will repeat everything, start over if they don't like the response/reaction they get - so what's the point in having attachments to your emotions when someone will just take it from you without a care in the world??

I'm like actually totally enamoured with the idea of 'what if timeloop but from a background character's perspective'. Except, in this instance there's no such thing as a background character, but a person who's been dehumanised by the only other person who is aware of the existence of a timeloop who has lost themselves in their efforts to either 'reach the end' and escape or has so thoroughly lost themselves that they've forgotten that goal entirely and has reverted to a state of wanting what THEY think works best for them, starting over when they don't like certain results uncaring of how they're breaking and remaking the world over and over again - totally uncaring as to the lives and events they're rewriting or erasing from the possibility of existing entirely. 

Like what exactly would that do to your mind? What would it do to a person who wonders if they're really a person anymore in the face of a god who changes the world at a whim to suit their fancy but who can never be satisfied. What does it do to you to be the only human aware of what it intimately feels like to have a thousand or more lifetimes overlap beyond comprehension knowing none of your memories matter because they never existed and will never come to pass.

I think though, at some point the apathy would move back into hatred and then finally into an melancholy apathy; have you finally realised what you've done? Have you realised how lonely you are? It's horrible isn't it, to be alone. I think anyway.

The repetition of 'how' is also 

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Poem 2 on it's own

What did you make us forget?
Do you NEED it?

Did you find everything yet?
How many Gods have you offended?
How many graves have you filled and refilled?

Do you think it matters now?
Do you think your actions now rewrite the past?

They can't forgive you, you made sure of that.

**

With this I'm less satisfied with it in isolation than I am with the first poem, but I don't think I'll ever be truly happy with it at my current skill level so for now I'll be happy with what I have.

With this I was going more for a bitter narrator, whereas narrator 1 (as I'm going to call them) is apathetic bordering on anguished but resolute, narrator 2 is angry, they're maybe not even the same PERSON as narrator 1, or perhaps they're an earlier version of them from one of the million of early resets, someone truly coming to terms with what is happening to them who is lashing out. I can't decide which I want it to be, but honestly I don't know if knowing who's speaking would help improve the voice or make it worse?

Having the voice as indistinguishable adds something to it I feel? This narrator may be someone we know - narrator 1- or they may be everyone we DON'T know. Maybe narrator 2 is an amalgamation of all those who are no longer the people they were, the people who are mere set dressing for our opperative 'you' to cast a glance over never to pay attention to again. Maybe narrator 2 is the spirit - the human spirit- of the forgotten. Perhaps that's why it's so disjointed, they don't know how they want to talk, how do you make a consistent speech pattern for thousands of people crammed into the same voice box?