mmae_ee

my anxious heart,

it haunts me when i finally decide to nod off,

whilst my anxious mind whispers old and embarrassing events,

and eventually i am wide awake again,

bug eyed,

and holding the covers above my head.

"Please take care of my human," 

the old cat whispers to the kitten. 

"They are scarred and broken. 

Until my return, 

take care of my human." 

The kitten is listening attentively,

never thought that i would see,

rip next to bootsy.

and i never thought i would see,

at the same time,

"rip pop-pop,"

"thank you for helping me."

i never thought i would be,