Just A Dog
The truest reflection of myself
Is not seen through the panes of a mirror.
The truest reflection of myself
Is the reflection upon my dogs amber eyes.
You laugh in my face,
Saying a dog cannot be but a reflection.
And I laugh steadily in yours,
Because clearly you’ve no idea.
When I look in a mirror,
I see fat and acne, and awkward eyebrows
I see a chubby face, slanted eyes.
A nose that is small and subject to bullies.
When I look into a mirror
I see not who I think I am,
But what I think is the opposite
Of everything I ever wanted to be.
When I look into my dog’s eyes,
I see admiration and the purest love.
The simplest yet most complicated beauty,
I see hope and trust and faith and loyalty.
When I look into my dogs eyes,
I see clearer than anything I have ever seen
Because when I look into my dog’s eyes,
I see two amber eyes, staring back at me.
“It is just a dog,” you tell me.
“You can always buy another.”
No, my mortal being,
This dog you see here is like no other.
I can’t count on any human,
To keep the secrets I need the most.
I can’t count on any human,
To stay with me at my worst.
I can’t look into any person’s eyes,
And see everything but judgement.
I can’t look into a person’s eyes,
And see more than skin color and religion.
When I look into my dog’s eyes,
I can tell there is more than me.
It isn’t just a him or her,
When looking in his eyes, there is a we.
An us, a them, a team.
Within my dog I find meaning.
Within my dog I find my peace.
Because in my dog, there is much more,
Then what you see upon the surface.
When I lay in bed, tears streaming down my face,
There is nothing more in the world,
Then my dog I want in that place,
Between my wall and my side.
When I wake up in the morning,
To the toys he brings to me,
There is no clearer meaning,
Of where I am meant to be.
When my depression kicks in,
And I have nowhere left to turn,
My dog, he does run to me,
His body I can hold,
When I am frightful of even myself,
He makes me want to be so much more.
My dog is my inspiration,
To be the best person I can be.
Because if I could be like anyone,
It would be my dog, with his eyes I wish I could see.
So when you tell me that my dog,
Is just like any other, I will promise you,
That you are so very wrong.
That it is such a pity, you haven’t felt such love.