Backing far away
The wall is where I stay
You storm around angry
And I start to feel hungry
I beg to you master
I'm not an out caster
I just want some food
I don't like your abuse
I let out a wine
As you eat and dine
I'm only begging for a scrap
I can't help but yap
But unlike you I am loyal
I stay there by your side
Just like a ring made of foil
I am the one in which you confide
I can't handle your kicks
They make me feel sick
You always throw things too
Last week you threw your shoe
You leave me in the darkness
I hope you know I'm harmless
The house is now empty
You haven't been here recently
Have you gone away?
But I'm still hungry
All that's left is your ashtray
Was you really that angry
I'm sorry, I've failed
I then wailed
I'm all alone
I cry and moan
Darkness creeps in
Was this my sin?
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