Dark Poems

Mercy

I got down on my knees in the middle of the road, the last bit of energy in me completely gone.

I screamed in agony and pain slamming my fist on the ground repeatedly, hoping to destroy the pain in my heart.

Yet it only strengthen the pain, my knuckles badly bruised.

Still I didn't stop. Slamming my fist again and again, the droplets of blood decorating the ground.

My eyes, an endless river of tears and sadness.

I begged God to have mercy on me. Begging and wishing for my misery to end.

But it felt like I was trying to grab smoke with my bare hands.

Nothing changed. I heard no comforting words, nothing except my slow heartbeat.

Hoping it would stop beating even though I knew it wouldn't.

I wished for light like a devil wishing for redemption

Wanting mercy despite my sins for I had endured endless pain for centuries.

Hoping and wishing, years after years that perhaps the angels in heaven would have mercy on me..

But here I was in the end. Drowned in my own blood, pain and misery.