Dogs
I don't like dogs.
They remind me of myself
You could kick them, slap them, pull on their fur
and they'd forgive you.
You could abandon them
and they'd forgive you.
You could kill them
and they'd forgive you.
Do the worst imaginable and they'd come crawling back
Loyal to a T.
A never ending friend
...
But one wrong move and my owner gets so frustrated with me
They don't lock me up, so instead I do
I isolate myself until I feel forgiven
Which is never.
...
I hate the way dogs look into my eyes
so trusting, so loving
It makes my stomach churn
How dare you look at me like that
After all I've done
After I've hurt you, yelled at you, kicked you
How could you
How could you forgive me
I can't forgive myself, how can look at me like that
Don't look at me like that
...
I'm so frustrated with myself
For forgiving, for loving, for hurting
How could I,
How could I hurt an innocent soul that loves me?
I can't meet their eyes
Not anymore
How could I let someone else hurt me, take advantage of me?
How could I,
How could I forgive them?
How could I look in their eyes and feel nothing but love?
I'll never forgive myself for being so loving
Or them
I'll never forgive dogs
Ever.
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Random poems I wrote
PoetryJournaling is boring to me, so when I feel strong emotions I write poems. These are some of my more recent poems I've written over the years, hope you like them!
