UnmotivatedButTrying

Having a pretty shitty birthday, so I wrote a poem. 
          	
          	Title: Happy Birthday
          	
          	Today is my birthday. 
          	I knew what to expect. 
          	Family for dinner, 
          	Maybe a little retrospect. 
          	
          	But yesterday I had to work. 
          	And as i left you stumbled home. 
          	I called in late to help you in,
          	Let you try, though you can’t roam. 
          	
          	The clinics were closed, 
          	They told me to wait. 
          	Immediate help 
          	is a cost I can’t pay
          	
          	My calls— redirected 
          	Or denied outright, 
          	I hoped you could hold on,
          	Stay with me and fight.
          	
          	
          	I scratched your chin, 
          	And said you were good.
          	Skipped work to be here.
          	Let it take longer than I should.
          	
          	You came to me for help,  
          	But I didn’t know what to do
          	I cried and pet your fur, 
          	I knew I could not help you. 
          	
          	I was by your side 
          	Until you slept sound
          	And still I stayed with you
          	As they put you down.
          	
          	It’s far too soon for goodbye, 
          	But it was the best way.
          	Just know that I’ll miss you, 
          	On my not-so-happy birthday. 

FeatheredTerror

@UnmotivatedButTrying D: I'm sorry that your bday isn't going great. Happy wishes from me :)
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UnmotivatedButTrying

Having a pretty shitty birthday, so I wrote a poem. 
          
          Title: Happy Birthday
          
          Today is my birthday. 
          I knew what to expect. 
          Family for dinner, 
          Maybe a little retrospect. 
          
          But yesterday I had to work. 
          And as i left you stumbled home. 
          I called in late to help you in,
          Let you try, though you can’t roam. 
          
          The clinics were closed, 
          They told me to wait. 
          Immediate help 
          is a cost I can’t pay
          
          My calls— redirected 
          Or denied outright, 
          I hoped you could hold on,
          Stay with me and fight.
          
          
          I scratched your chin, 
          And said you were good.
          Skipped work to be here.
          Let it take longer than I should.
          
          You came to me for help,  
          But I didn’t know what to do
          I cried and pet your fur, 
          I knew I could not help you. 
          
          I was by your side 
          Until you slept sound
          And still I stayed with you
          As they put you down.
          
          It’s far too soon for goodbye, 
          But it was the best way.
          Just know that I’ll miss you, 
          On my not-so-happy birthday. 

FeatheredTerror

@UnmotivatedButTrying D: I'm sorry that your bday isn't going great. Happy wishes from me :)
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FeatheredTerror

I hope your emotional journey is getting better. I love your stories. They are a different but nice variation of the female Pjo stories.

FeatheredTerror

@UnmotivatedButTrying take your time! This is just for fun in here not a job with pressure. Hope you find yourself. I like your twist on the female Pjo. A lot of them are eh but yours is amazing.
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UnmotivatedButTrying

Thanks, I’m sorry for being so inactive. It means a lot to hear that you like my stories. I often doubt myself for even publishing anything at all and somehow I feel like comments like your find me in my darkest moments (even if it may not reflect in my writing).  Just know that I’m very grateful for you messaging me personally like this❤️
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