Stray dog

Constricted slightly,

how it started,

a string tied around the softest part of my body,

but day after day,

I got less comfortable in my cage,

hard to breathe,

my lungs decayed,

skin red,

my very blood was angry,

though my reactions were delayed,

as the sickness took over,

the more subdued I became,

you didn't even notice,

till your daughter told you,

gone after not long,

I was just a stray.