Mercy

Aals

A butterfly under a shoe 

taking her last breath 

little did you know 

that beautiful butterfly was you 

begging for mercy 

but she was too late 

she had already fallen under a greater fate 

you couldn’t just pull back your fist 

look in my eyes 

tell me you love me without telling those lies 

i’ve had a lotta practice

your transpicuous 

you know that I’m right 

you gulp every time you look me in the eyes 

with a shimmer less glare 

you step on me 

like i was never there 

cutting me down 

like barb on a wire 

and when i cut you 

you just light on fire 

another fist to the face 

you thought your injustice would pass with all grace 

but a light always enters the room 

you disappear with all your pain and your gloom 

you can’t run back down this road 

once your gone 

so is your home 

your tear it down 

all with a moan 

you think this is funny 

but your just a room 

a room that i’ve left 

a memory encrypt

a hopeless theft. 

  • Author: Aals (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 13th, 2017 10:49
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • Tony36

    Great write

    • Aals

      appreciate it

    • Augustus

      I hope tha butterfly still has wings. Nicely done.

      • Aals

        me too haha. thankyou



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