Sometimes I toss and turn,
Letters burn in my mind
Leaving ashes of worries
You built inside.

You say love is earned
But from what I've learned,
It's an action without cause
You just feel inside.

You make me feel like a little worm
No arms to hold, no legs to run.
Just a wriggling, sniveling mess in your dirt.

But soon, someone will grab
A handful of me
Take a sample of me
And make you wonder why
You only saw a worm,
While she saw a future butterfly.

Sometimes I toss and…

by aceroanthony


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