There was this one time

[Hannibal]

There was this one time,

When I felt myself pull the pin,
and could feel the way our conversation just

grenaded.

The ceiling was the only friend I had
To cradle me as the life ran from my body
from your words
All I could do was wonder

Where I went wrong.

Once the tingling stopped
I closed my eyes and fell into slumber
wrapping my arms around myself so I could imagine
That you were there cradeling me
While I died in silence.

[Kalyope]

Wow, this is so sad. I like the way that you made grenaded a verb. It says it best I think.