Mistakes (explicit)

[laffitaffi]

shotgun in my face:
        Wreck my fucking plants.
        You wreck my fucking life.
        I can kill you,
        Boom, you're fucking gone.

sleeping with eyes open.
maybe ten,
startled,
seeing,
then secretly awake.

terror transferred —
my eyes to hers.
she dropped the gun,
I made her cry.
what had I done?

I have no idea what you are talking about. Ambiguity can be a good thing, but it is excessive in this poem. Did a girl sneak up on the narrator with a shotgun while he was sleeping? Give the reader more content.