Paws and Quiet Moments

Little paws and gentle licks, making me feel so trapped, oh no

They sit by my side, soft eyes, pawing at the world with tiny clips

Endless licking, tirelessly, a little ritual that never slips

It's a daily song, they hum along, their silent plea, their quiet shows

Trying to ease their stress somehow, in every lick, the worry grows

Oh, I feel the tension, winding tight, it's breaking me apart inside

But they come close and curl up tight, under my worries, they hide

Why do they lick, all day long? Is it comfort, is it pain?

I just wanna find some peace, before I go insane

They want to stay, on top of me, even mess and all

Can’t take the endless cycle, feeling small, feeling small

Days blend into endless nights, their little habits storying my fuss

Their need for reassurance, like a whisper, making everything so rough

I try to understand, but I’m losing grip, losing patience every hour

Wish I could find a little peace, a moment’s calm, some quiet power

In their eyes, I see the worry, in their lick, a silent cry

Maybe it’s their way to wander, through the worry and the why

Why do they lick, all day long? Is it comfort, is it pain?

I just wanna find some peace, before I go insane

They want to stay, on top of me, even mess and all

Can’t take the endless cycle, feeling small, feeling small

Could there be a reason, behind each lick and paw?

A little vet’s consult, maybe find out what they saw?

Or maybe it’s just the worry, we all carry in our hearts

Trying to stay close, trying to heal, when everything falls apart

So I hold them close, amidst the mess, and hope we find some grace

Their little licks remind me, that love is a messy, gentle place

The cycles may go on, but love can break through every wall

Even in the chaos, I hear their call, and I’ll be here through it all