What got me here, what I am doing here? Who am i?

Scratched, wounded and dumped near the dead road side

It was a dark moonless night, yet some light was falling from the next street

It was late already, and the area was also shabby

I was thrown near the garbage because I was used

Used to the utmost satisfaction of a human thirst

All I could see were dogs scratching me along other garbage bags and thrown food

Trying to smell if I was alright for their consumption

One dog came near me, close very close and suddenly another one barked from behind

It moved away in fear as the master of the pack was here

The master roared like a tiger

Tail up right in dominance as he barked

It came near and smelled me multiple times as the dog was struggling to find what I was

It tried to bite me, but I was rotten, rottener than a dead meat

It moved to the thrown food next to me

The dog and his pack scratched all bags and left leftovers around me

Some trash was under me and a lot over me

I left suffocated with trash and dirt

I was also suffocated with fear, anxiety, uncertainty and my approaching death

All I knew was that I was there, in fact I lost the sense of who I really was or what I was
What got me here, what I am doing here? Who am I?

I was full of dirt and far below for even an animal’s consumption

I lay under the Garbage heap on road on a moonless darkest night

On road on the back side of the café shop

Where I met him for the last time

All I could remember

Last time as I wanted to call it off

Call off the fakeness of this relationship

Wanted to take off the ventilator from this long dead relationship

But as we called it off

I started feeling dead

The love for him was still pure

Things happened, we shouted, and it was over

But my heart lies there dead near the garbage heap