The Dog and his Master
How thoroughly you wreck me
With the taste of hope, I can't resist
That you may actually perceive my existence
As if you haven't already taken more chances than I can give
In fact, I gave so many
I lost my will to live
See, with every gamble on you that left me devastated
A small piece of who I am
Of my soul disintegrated
You encouraged me along the path to my death
Yet here I am, holding my breath
Trying to overhear you speaking
Gleaning your words
For what you're truly thinking
I must be a nitwit, a dolt, a birdbrain
For here I am taking your bait again
Even the hundreds of violations
Hurt less than seeing your pain-filled expression
I love you the way a dog loves his master
It's innate, it's instinctual
(Ha) I guess I'm well-trained
For no one has gone to lengths this drastic
To earn your love, to be your sidekick
The price I paid was catastrophic
Only to find your heart despotic
For after all my loyalty, my love, my respect
I begged for you to save my life
And you walked away instead
Leaving me to face the grave
With a comment that you don't see it that way
I guess I must truly be less than intelligent
As I find myself considering
If your abuse could be by accident
Copyright © Laura Davies | Year Posted 2024
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