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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