Selfish

Death is a homeless cat
Sleeping outside your door- hesitantly
Prowling on the porch, while
Searching for its ultimate owner.
It begs for leftovers,
Mewling in desperation
For shelter from the cold.
Clawing to be coddled
As if it’s your own kin,
Longing for a love unmatched. 
Before I lay myself to sleep, 
I repent for not opening the door.
I want to stay a little longer.