Mercy
I have betrayed myself and others
My own sisters and brothers
So tonight as I sit kneeling
I can only feel this feeling
Guilt and death itself
Crawling out of the bookshelf
I read the words and I can't find mercy
Neither the priest nor the clergy
I find myself in this hole again
Crying and weeping as I sat there wondering; fearing
Fearing that my best was not enough
Copyright © Jay Eddy | Year Posted 2016
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