Mercy on Repeat Poem, by directionlesssheep, at My poetic side

This follows the same storyline.

Whenever it's too late,

That's when I call for your name every time To promise the same exact lies.

Every time that it becomes too much,

The one I see is the comfort of your back— Without even asking for forgiveness

For the times that I can't be tracked.

I explicitly know that it's my fault,

'Cause I'm solely relying on you

For my faith to get restored,

Hoping for some anticlimactic to happen In just a snap of a finger

So I can run from the pain once again.

I know, I know, I know—

It will just repeat once again

Until there's a lesson for me to learn.

But how come I'm so aware,

Yet decide to make the wrong choice without a care?

Tell me how, show me how—

How I can shamelessly ask for your guidance,

Like I did not criticize the exact same thing

That I'm seeking for every time.

Salvation, forgiveness, and contentment— The things that I take an oath that I loathe, 'Cause I can only gloat.

Have mercy on me once again.

I know you exactly know

How many times I ask for you

Like a broken record player,

How many times you watch me play this role

With the exact intent.

But that's all I can do,

That's all I know I'm willing to do.

And I loathe that I know that you know

Because I'm just playing myself.

But please, please, please—

I know I will be lost again,

But let me find you

Even just for a fracture of tens.

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