PTSD

Flashes of anger, degrading my essence

wrapping me up in strands of his rage

making me feel inadequate and helpless

unable to cope and falling downward

into an abyss that traps and destroys me

shredding my self into faceless angst

banging and drumming on my psyche

reverberating, rapping, without cease

no time for me to recoup and heal

behind my cowering body, I glimpse

it’s because he can’t love himself

he beats my spirit into insignificance

the smaller I am, the bigger he is.