Little Pieces of Mine

Safety

Just a mere warning that this is not my best poem ever. Its actually really bad but I tried.

Safety

All around us

The world we grew up in

Was supposed to be safe

We were supposed to feel safe

I know what safe feels like

It feels like my mothers lap

And my pools deep end

My hammock that swings between two trees.

Safe for me is my shower that pelts me with water.

It feels like my room

My bed

My house 

My friends

My family

What about school?

That's another world

Until now, these past few years, school has always been safe.

But looking now, is it?

Too many possibilities are hiding.

Lurking.

Waiting.

I do feel safe

I really do

It's just until that moment something changes 

There will never be complete safety.