Worms

Everyday I reach down into the dirt
Hoping to find me a little nugget of gold
But all I got is some worms
Everyday I pull green slime down to my heart
Grab it with both hands and hold until my lungs burn
I think tragedy sleeps at the foot of my bed
Its incessant breathing keeps me awake
Every time I wake up it takes me at least 10 minutes to remember my name
And sometimes I get it wrong
Every time I reach out into the world hoping to find a kindred soul I get burned
Burn it down
I've been searching for a reason I've been living for the season
Give me something to believe in
Burn it down