To the heart that bounds
That feels and attached
That grasps and never lets go
Mercy I plead
Will you let go?
For years and cries are in your whispers
For blindness you seek, but warmth you feel.
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My Lil Story Of Life And Depression: Poems Of The Lost And Wounded
RandomThese are some of my poems and my weird random thoughts. It may contain sad things, some explicit content, things that may bring you joy, things that are just my truth or maybe they are lies. Ideals that my thoughts provide, while in my writing, you...
Mercy of Heart
To the heart that bounds
That feels and attached
That grasps and never lets go
Mercy I plead
Will you let go?
For years and cries are in your whispers
For blindness you seek, but warmth you feel.
