This is How the Puppy Dog Felt, I wrote a Poem "Helpless" by Sebastciaun T. Censtcuriaus
Helpless
Helpless, to feel helpless as I look over that endless cliff!
Helpless, as I reflect the tyranny of this hand of evil that swifts me up!
Helpless, as I whine my inner fears towards this tyranny of tears!
Why have I succumb to this Evil mans grip as I lay helpless into his Grip?
Why am I here in this moment and time about to lose my life at the flick of this Evil Slip?
Why would I be at this moment and time to forever be flung into this cliff of never ending depth?
What is it I must've done to remain helpless in this world! Why am I to remain helpless in this God Forsaken World?!
Why does no one help me? Why am I crying before I lay dying?
Will someone lend me a tear?! Will anyone hear my innocent tear?
Will anyone care that I am a meaningless beast?
Oh my last thought what shall It be before I am flicked across this vastly dip of seemingly endless hills?! Shall he wait any longer I fear that I am nothing in his ear!
Maybe, One day someone will hear my helpless and innocent Tear!
