im not good at poetry but like, that can be part of it yknow. idk i think bad art has a certian apeal.
this is mine, my soul laid bare in shitty emo poems.

my favorite poem

I think my favorite poem
Is a dream I once had
Were I was about to die
And in my final moments
All I could think to do
Was to send my friends a message
Thats said “i love you”

God

In times like theses
On nights such as this
Even an atheist prays
They'll lay in bed
Staring at the ceiling
And they pray

I don't believe in you,
They'll say
But god if your real
If you have love
Are merciful like they say
Please if your out there

Protect my loved ones,
Let my dad be safe
Let my stepmom be safe
Let my brothers be safe
Let my sister be safe
Let my friends be safe
Let them all be safe

I'm not asking for happiness
Well make that on our own
All i want is a promise
Safety for those i love
For what we need to live
Dear god its all i want

I lay here
Staring at the ceiling
And all i ask of you
please dear lord
If you exist
Is to protect those that i love

My Collar

My collar is threadborne
And scratches my fur away
As it nestles closer to the skin
But at least i think of you
With every restricted breath

Does my whine get annoying?
It burns from my chest
Escapes from me
Like the wind
I hold it as best i can,
Its all i have
Im sorry

My teeth hurt,
Bloods leaking
I'm sorry i ruined your carpet
It was soft
The grass hurts
Scratches at my fur
The nights loud
Im sorry
I love you
Im sorry

Am I a good dog?
Im sorry

therian

I don't consider myself a person
Is that so bad?
I've been made to feel inhuman
Why not claim that for myself
I'm not a person
At least not how you define it
Im myself, broken in more ways
Then you could ever imagine
I want to be loved like an animal
Cared for like a beloved pet
I want someone to know
What's best for me
To see my pain
and know what they must do
Even if it hurts them too
They take me outside
Scratch behind my ears
There crying because
my tails still wagging
they level the gun
And put me out of my misery
I don't consider myself a person
And quite honestly
I don't really think you should either.
Please

I'm so scared
I lay my muzzle in your lap
Kissing your hands
You laugh and complain of slobber
I love you
protect me

You scratch my ears
And call me a good boy
But it's so loud
And i can't even wag my tail
Do you understand?
To me this is the end

I love you
Like a god
You give me food
And love
And Comfort
But i must repent

I'm not a good boy
I bark and i chew up your things
i whine at that which
I could never understand
Please stroke my fur
And love me anyways

I love you!!!

I can be good. I promise. Let me please? Let me be good, I'm good, I am. I'm a good boy. Please. I love you. Let me be good?

I love you!!! I love you!!! I love you!!! I love you!!! I love you!!! I love you!!! I love you!!!I love you!!! I love you!!! I love you!!! I love you!!! I love you!!!

Can I eat? Am I allowed? You're so nice, I love you, can I eat? You're so so nice, scratch me were it itches. Your paws are so nice. I'm so hungry, can I eat? I'm starving, I need it. Please? I'll be good, I promise. You know I can't lie.

I love you, please stop hurting me. I don't know what I did wrong, I love you. I'm scared, I love you. I'm annoying, I'm sorry, I love you. Is my whine too loud? I'm so sorry, I can't stop, I love you.

its all love

He's a good boy and he tilts his head when he's confused. He's so confused and he hasent learned his name yet but he loves you, his tail wags so hard when he sees you. You can't see it but it's there.

He loves you, so much. He whines at closed doors, and barks at scary noises. He's a good boy but he bites when he's scared. He loves you and wants you to love him.

He wants love so bad, he needs it. Like wind in his fur when he runs. Like fresh water. Like food.

He needs you, needs it. He's a doggy, and he doesn't understand everything but he tries. He doesn't know why he needs to sit but he will if you tell him. The collar pinches but it makes him think of you so he let's it.

He's a good dog, he has to be. He'll protect you, your family, the neighbors. Whatever it takes. He's a good boy, and barks at what scares him. He'll bite if he needs to.

He's a good boy, he'd rather die then let you get hurt. He's a good boy, he'll take anything you can give him.

Pain or comfort, it's all love to him.