Safe...

I live with a grenade.

I have traded my freedom for their comfort.

I tricked myself into feeling safe

Next to this ticking time bomb.

I convince myself

That as long as I don't trigger something,

Everything will be okay.

It seems sometimes I don't realize

That I am the soldier

That is sitting against a stump,

Leaning against a button that connects to a bomb

And if I lean forward the slightest,

My whole world will explode.

And even though my fellow soldiers have left me

Here,

I feel I must stay 

Forever holding down this button

So their world won't also

Crumble.

War is being waged in front of my eyes

And they know I am here,

but have lost me.

Disconnected.

My world is slowly 

crumbling 

to 

pieces-

But I am safe...