Walking on Egg Shells

It is not a pleasant feeling
Being around
A stick of dynamite
Ready to explode,
But that is the feeling
That we sometimes get
When our mate is on edge,
Hypersensitive to every
Perceived wrong.
It is a feeling that
We can do no right,
That there is no way to appease,
That we are wrong
No matter what we do,
So we generally try to avoid
Any confrontation at all
Which only serves
To make the distance grow.