Mercy
By Ender
Mercy Living inside a dark empty world I can only think about the cold I feel deep in my soul, in my heart My walls are wanting to fold Clutching my hands to my chest Looking for warmth in my eyes Heat that blooms like a flower Which soon after birth regrettably dies Gazing up I see a hole in the sky Golden light streams through and down My savior, to the earth to relinquish My conscience in which I always drown Stepping into the light, where the fire lies To save me from the cold pain The cold grows more, no warmth for me Sacrifice it for others, in vain Stricken with sorrow, no point to try Society the only thief I see Stealing from me what's rightfully mine There's no mercy there for me Written November 24th, 2001 © on Nov 24 2001 06:45 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Mercy ..."