The Corruption of Mercy - Sarah Jezebel Deva

She learned to run, before she could walk

A 1000 and l eyes waiting for her to fall

No teacher to teach her right from wrong

Only media icons to sculpt her lonely, lonely song

No life to envy

Corrupt and unworthy

Mercy sits, wondering why she’s here

Left to her own devices

A collection of cells

Made up by two hollow shells

Backs they turn the moment she’ll yearn, yearn

No life to envy

Corrupt and unworthy

Take me away

So life can’t find me

She follows a blackened path

A path walked by many a child

No holding hands, no wiping tears

But Mercy knows, she knows where this will lead

No one can touch me

No one can hurt me

No one can touch me there

If I don’t run from here my head with explode

I’m not your piece of flesh so you can unload

If I don’t break this silence no one can help me

If I speak now with any one believe me?

Black out, blank it out, close my eyes, filthy memory

Stale breath, rough hands, closed eyes

Its torn from me, my dignity