You considered my
Words as betrayal and thus
Were justified in

Evicting me from
Every home I had and breaking
My foundation of

Trust. Now we are at
Peace, yet I am unsettled,
Preoccupied by

Thoughts of death, decay,
Immateriality,
Violation and

Disaster. How to
Forget, how to feel safe, and
How to return to

Where we were before.
Still I feel you would prefer
A confirmation

Of your phobias,
To their denial, and I
Want to run away.

I find my only
Refuge in silence, hiding
Ammunition for

Your nuclear rage.
I await detonation,
Disarmament a

Fantasy. I fear
Collateral damage. I
Pray for guidance and

Seek comfort in the
Trivia of everyday.
Your love has scarred me.