Creep

The worm is like a parasite
Sneaking in thru the cracks
Trying to manipulate
Behind the Tortured one's back

The Tortured one senses
The worm is back
And is quietly watching
The worm prepare for attack

The Tortured one has to protect
All that she holds dear
Not allowing the worm
To cause any more tears

The worm likes to manipulate
With promises she can't keep
It gives power to the worm
When in your head she creeps

The Tortured one must destroy
The deceit, lies and mistrust
To protect all she holds dear
Avoiding the worm is a must


© Copyright 2004 Angie Krause. All rights reserved.

by Angie Krause

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