how did i let it come to this

how did i let it come to this, why am i here, slithering in the dirt as the serpent, coming to you and begging for scraps of your love. why am i the shitty dog that follows you around and nips at your heels. but i am physically ill when you remove yourself from me, when you remove me from your thoughts i cannot roll out of bed and everything tastes like shit. i will moan in the dirt for the rest of my days and sleep in the cold cold pines until you warm me once more.