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

the telling of lies
controlling my every move
finally snapping

aggressive psycho
using government agents
to do dirty work.

pictures of hatred:
glimpses of testosterone
ruining my view

if she stops speaking,
love will die a lonely death;
silent bereavement