Poem: Stuck On A Chain

The seasons change
But I remain the same
The same old dog
Stuck to this chain
Nobody knows how I feel
That the only interaction I get is screams
I was once the lovely puppy
Oh so nice, small and cuddly
But as I grew I became ignored
And the children were now bored
There was a time I'd pull and fight
Trying to break the chains that hold me tight
But after years of fighting on
All I won was the look of shame
From the people that barely know my name
Now I don't fight nor do I struggle
For it caused me pain and my owners nicknamed me destruction
All I wanted was a warm bed
And somewhere soft to lay my head
Some people saw me and remarked in pity
But nobody helped or gave me security
The rain will fall and soak me wet
The sun will shine and burn my head
All through the seasons here I shall sit
For I can not talk
So I'll live this hell instead

By Sheara Camacho
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