Worry Wort Poem by Thomas King

Worry Wort

Hurry and get it over with
Don't make me wait
Please let me know now
Reveal to me my fate



Don't take your sweet time
I don't think I can take
The unbearable pain
Of another heartache



Please let me know now
So I can properly prepare
So the hurt of your words
Will be a little easier to bare



Let me start my journey now
Down the road of torturous grieving
And try and get over
The reality of your love leaving



You've waited long enough
I can now see it in your eyes
No need to continue pretending
Or filing my heart with lies



Relieve my heart and conscious
And let the words of truth come out
So I can strengthen my insecurities
And replenish my self-doubt.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 06 December 2025

According to old wive's tales, picking up a frog or toad could give you warts. Those bumps on a frog or toad aren't warts at all, and real warts are caused by a virus. Some people still worry about it, and people who excessively worry are called worrywarts. Interesting poem.

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