This isn't a poem, I wish it where but I've honestly lost inspiration at this point, hard to keep going when the whole world drags you down you know?
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I'm not here to talk about that though, just here to give an update on where I've been and how things are currently going.
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The truth is..not very well.
I wish it where different, truly, but sadly I've had family members pass in the time I've been absent.
Lost my last living Grandmother a couple years back, Grandpa (her husband) hasn't taken the loss well.
Just this past few months we lost 2 if our beloved pets.
One was Guinness, our fluffiest boy, a German Shepherd Mix we've had since he was 6 months old.
The other, just a couple weeks ago...was Sam. He had Cancer and we knew he did, we where doing all we could for him, but one fateful trip to the vet and we learned he had a huge mass in his stomach. Should it rupture....he would have...well it would be fatal and we didn't want him to suffer.
No dog should be forced to go through unimaginable pain like that.
So...we laid him to rest.
My Mom was right there by his side (all doggos are family doggos so yes my parents where there) as his eyes shut for the final time.
Both are currently in our home as we agreed not to bury them.
Not yet at least.
Mom wants to mix the dogs ashes with hers when she's laid to rest so she can take her boys to heaven with her.
I agreed, of course.
As for right now? I'm living life to the best of my abilities. I have a home, a roof over my head, warm bed at night, and 2-3 meals a day (depending on my hunger of course)
But....yeah, so I'm here, I'm alive, just been going through stuff and life one day at a time.
Sorry for the long absence but I don't know if I'll ever post a poem again.
If I'm ever re-inspired and make one I'll definetly be back!
Maybe I'll wrack my brain and make one just as an apology of sorts.
Who knows?
I hope everyone continues to have an amazing day/week/month/year, and I'll try my best to do the same, hope to be back soon, but...no promises...and again, sorry for the silence.

what feels like home
is remembering the taste of morning breakfast
while the sun is still sleeping
and the coffee beans smells so fresh
it is the wake up time and how
you loved to stay in bed for five more minutes
when mom yells at me for not
cleaning the sink properly;
it is waiting up for dad to come home
waiting for his hugs and chocolates;
it is when dad back hugs mom while she was busy
and I'll laugh coz I think its funny because she'll complain;
it is when brother is extremely mad at me
after being caught of playing his electric guitar
it is when the doggos are playing with us
in the middle of the night while the tv is on
what feels like home are simple little things
that made us want to go home
instead of finding reasons to escape
I'm coming back to the same house everyday
but still I miss to feel what true home is...