this is isn't poem
i just need to get it out
my dog is sick
he's dying
i don't want to lose him
but i don't want him to suffer
i don't want to live without him
but i don't know if he would be better off if i put him down

i'm terrified and i don't know what to do
i don't want to sleep because my dreams are all about losing him or life without him
i feel like i haven't fully comprehended what's happening

i found out about this yesterday right after getting home from a 2 week trip
right before i left, i had a feeling that i should spend a little more time with him because he's getting old
the whole trip something was nagging at me

i knew something was wrong this whole time
and i did absolutely nothing about it
i want him to be as comfortable as possible but i don't think i'll be able to handle being around him without breaking down