Dogs

A Poem by kenny

Left to scrounge the scraps,
Sleeping under ragged flaps,
and I only asked for a small royalty,
in return for all my loyalty,
I got a bone, but it broke,
left with only a ragged break, on that I choke.
Scratched and bleeding all the way down,
left a wrecked and feeble hound
I lie to myself, and say things will pick up,
but I'm just a f**k up.
How can you lend your shoulder,
when you were my destroyer?
how can I carry on,
when I can't bear to see the dawn?
You were my owner,
and now I'm a loner.
Tonight it will rain again,
tears my only friend