A poem… “Cowardice”

Cowardice 

Deep down I only survive because I am a coward 

If only there was some button I could push, I would leave in a second 

There is no other reason I stay 

No soul here gives me that internal power 

I wouldn’t care if I left behind Armageddon 

So, I stay and succumb to Stockholm Syndrome 

I succumb so I can tolerate it enough here to find some happiness 

At the depths of me lies such a coward 

Perhaps cowardice is one of the greatest propagators of life