endless bravado:
slamming doors break my spirit
and fill me with hate

fuck your careless words!
your angry sounds creating
these feelings in me.

hating my prison
i dream of quiet freedom
away from his screaming

trigger reaction
quickly wishing for a gun
to solve my problems

orchids appearing,
"i can grow them!" she muses,
petals dropping hurt.

hand-held connection
communication bridges
rubbing my fingers

my heart lays broken,
shattered pieces together
false pretense of health