Mercy - 9/1/05

She falls out of love faster, Then the rain from the skies. Each footstep is a disaster, As they all drop like flies. She knows not what she needs, It will come to her one day. She only opens up and bleeds, Because she will not run away. Her mother promised her more, When she was merely a child. She isn't going to be a whore, If she only lives in denial. She's changing for the better, At least that's what she said. Since the day this boy met her, And put love back in her head. But this boy was not enough, To ever keep her satisfied. She told this boy it was love, Until the frigid night he died. An act of passion not of hate, But with no good reason why. This boy she had met by fate, Just one day deserved to die. Eyes transfixed on her figure, Not out of envy or a grudge. Only she pulled that trigger, As she stands before a judge. Questioning homicide or love, A jury finds hangs her at last. They seemed to take shape of, The many faces from her past. She wanted to beg for mercy, From this boy eternally lost. Knowing it forever hurts me, To have lived without a cause.