Crying Dog

Crying dog,

where are you?

You got beaten up?

Not eaten for a week?

You just broke up?

Or never had sex since strolling in this street?

Crying dog,

where are you?

I've been searching all over.

Chewing all pills of disorder.

Gummies replaces whiskies,

my body not as though as i wish.

Nothing of these subsatnces can inebrtiate me forever.

As dense smoke that dance in my lungs,

but lose its colour when it's time to fly to a bright sky.

Crying dog,

where are you?

I heard your cries.

But, couldn't find from where it emanate.

So, I lay down as my eyes gradually forget the colour and shape of a bright sky.

In the dark silent place.

Isolate from the sounds the world made.

Then,

I heard your cries, more audible when im alone.

Sorry for asking you,

"Where are you?"