neediness escapes;
their spirit like a fountain
into cardess seas

wanting solitude,
quiet place for thoughts to run
crisis overload

relationship woes:
transitional crisises -
no one makes changes

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