Have Mercy
I’m honestly done with this horrible, angsty doubt inside
I slept in for too long that I’m sick of having it with myself, simply hiding
I’m genuinely gone glistening like the sun that has surely died
I crept in my bed silently…I failed you greatly and my hope is subsiding
Give mercy a chance
To heal you from your triggering trance
Give mercy a chance
I take you on a life’s wondrous dance
Give mercy a chance
To give you merriment from on high happily
Give mercy a chance
To live inside you to make you bloom bravely
Give mercy a chance
Give mercy a chance
Give mercy a chance…
To heal your broken soul
To make you so beautiful
To steal away the pain, to shove it down the drain
To break away the bewilderment from your brain
Just have mercy…on my heart
I’m arrogantly wrecked me up and worn me out like a strong punching bag
I am down and under in the waters of wistfulness and I am close to dying
I’m robustly trying to listen to your reason behind getting stomped on like a rag
I am drowning in crooked lullabies and I am in need of the rope of hope, crying
Give mercy a chance
To heal you from your triggering trance
Give mercy a chance
I take you on a life’s wondrous dance
Give mercy a chance
To give you merriment from on high happily
Give mercy a chance
To live inside you to make you bloom bravely
Give mercy a chance
Give mercy a chance
Give mercy a chance…
To heal your broken soul
To make you so beautiful
To steal away the pain, to shove it down the drain
To break away the bewilderment from your brain
Just have mercy…on my soul
Give me a reason
To believe in your fickle ways
Give me a season
To blossom in these gray days
Give mercy a try
And, soon, you’ll fly
Now, I’m bound in this ribcage of envious rage
Somehow, I’m found — chainless in pride and happiness in stride
Triggering circumstances on this life’s page
Face the music within…I don’t want to hide what’s really inside
Especially when you’re not by my side
Crucified in loneliness
While you live in loveliness
Give mercy a try, cold-hearted love of mine
There, you’ll find that my wings are made of divine shine
Just have mercy on all of me…
And my mind of misery…
That’s the kind I can’t stand
I wish you’d understand…
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2023
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