R.I.P. Samantha

I can't help the way I feel,
It's like my emotions don't have an off switch.
I just want it all to end.
But it won't.
I'm constantly on,
Constantly going.
My tears could fill a pool.
My cuts could outline the world.
Your face was so friendly,
So familiar.
Now it's gone.
I'll never see you again.
I'll never feel you again.
You were ripped from my life and now I tear myself up inside.
I know you're better off where you are now.
You're going to sleep forever.
You're never coming back.
I love you.
You still are and always will be,
My baby girl.
♠ ♠ ♠
My dog died on May 14th, 2013 and I had her for… pretty much my whole life. People ask how I found out she dead well, my mom tells me and I run outside but I swore she was still alive. (She had shallow breathing and sometimes it was hard to tell if she was alive or not.) I got closer to her and, sure enough, she wasn’t. I dropped to my knees, tears running down my cheeks, and I frantically tried to “wake her up” I desperately held on to the thought that maybe she was just sleeping… I hugged her, pet her, and kissed the top of her head…. She was gone. By baby girl was gone….

When I tell people this story, they freak out when I say that I kissed her. You know what though? Fuck them. She was my baby. I raised that dog and I loved her with all of my heart… This poem is for you baby girl. <3