You left me
By Becky Newman

You left me outside in the cold and wet,
Where I rotted inside out without seeking medical care from a vet,
I thought it couldn’t get any worse,
Until my water ran out and my ribs got broken,
Then I lie in pain screaming for forgiveness,
I don’t know what I did to deserve this torture.

As I crawl to the fence and lay slumped on the ground,
I wish I was dead,
To end this suffering I close my eyes,
And wish for someone to come and hold me in their arms.

A man dressed in a uniform answered my prayer,
He picked me up in his arms and carried me to a car,
I arrived at a big building where I received a magical injection,
It sent me to the heavens where I could finally rest.

As I look down on the world and watch over my abuser,
I can see him going to prison getting what he deserves,
I can relax now, be free from pain,
Thanks to my rescuers that freed me from my vain.