Merci de Mi (mercy of mine)(spanish)A Poem by quarintine_deathangel
I had some times in my life where these things were inevitable and I've pulled myself out of it since I could give myself a reason or excuse not to face this fear.
Merci de Mi
These mercies, they haunt
Torturement, hatred, fate
Sad tribulation, memories do,
Thy pain all owed unto, into onesself
I try forgetting, destroying this merci
my pain, still comfort is too much more
Above all, this flaunt upon myself
What shaunt occur again,
They show late loved one
A passed life which shall never much exist
Truths I bear
One to kill
Another, how it steals my soul
Pain to my soul, my eyes and chest
this which thou brings
I've wandered for a remedy or cure
A destruction of self
Which in case, no more, I would,
need heal of this hurt.
Only once have I examined, analyzed
Thyself, in hopes to diffuse
At this perserverence, come over myself,
such true venom of dead hatred, regret
For what once was there was now stolen
Slipped from veiw, though now hurt
Hatred, pure, unrelenting, had taken
This theif I once knew, now grown and gone
They've let it be taken
Merci of dream and memory of hope
Their name and facial identity, some of their past,
all of their stories
I know each, dreadfully, forever by
What is left of my heart
For this I have gone
to "My Mourning Beach"
Recalled every line
Yes I followed Merci
Though, only for a time
For I never jumped in
Never gave myself a shot
Never followed thy own destiny, nor liberty
No, I never did, I was weaker than that
I will never stand strong to the bull
Lay weak in the cold
let go of the seeping, sad, sorrow
These things bring power, resistance and wisdom
No, I never really "fell in love" more than
For I scoffed upon myself
And felt more damage is done to
Those who dare to understand,
rather than give up, forget, and keep
My first love, you stole nothing, though
reminded me, I forever had a freind,
However, to my second, my soul will ever yearn in panging constance for what you have taken, foremore what you replaced it with, that dark, black hole ongoing, so deep.
Your fanged snicker, smiling eyes and adorable face, forever, horridly, stuck in my mind.
You taught a lesson, one learned well,
To speak up when your soul cries out, or forever thyself will hate, that ongoing wail
You will never die, I know for you taunt my ache everlonger through the cracks in my mentality, all I seem to remember is you...
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