i missed you
when you died
you kept me
from feeling lonely
when i needed a friend
you were there
to lick my face
or wag your tail
your eyes tenderly
looking into mine
i miss you
or was this just
some bad nightmare?
a nightmare so alive
that i believed it was real?
no it wasn't
it was just cold reality
when death took you
away from me
leaving me alone
farewell to your
happy woofs

so many people
feel the pain
yet so little people
do not seem
to understand
even if
deep down inside
they really do
at least
they don't show it

sadness and heartache
we can both relate
pain and blood
we both feel
the coldness
swallows us whole
broken mirrors
reflect a
brokenhearted soul
a person crying
for help night and day
there's no one
to release this
never ending pain
no escape
you feel trapped inside
as time stands still
nothing will
ever be the same

sometimes all
you need on a
cold day
is a cup of
green tea
a burgundy fuzzy throw
and a notebook
and gel pen
to write your
poetry in

whenever i hear
that song on the radio
in the store while i'm shopping
tears sting my eyes
and i begin to cry
tears blur my vision
and i start to cry
because that song
reminds me of you
we used to listen
to that song together
even hum a few lines
so whenever i hear
that song on the radio
while i'm shopping
with my older sister
tears sting my eyes
and i give into them

you're not here
to make me stop
all my friends
have gone away
leaving me alone
no one understands
the secret pain
that i feel
because it hide it
inside my heart

the smell of woodsmoke
fills the cold
and bitter air