Thursday, January 20, 2011
Mercy.
Angel of mercy,
How did you find me?
Where did you read my story?
Pulled from the papers,
Desperate and hardened,
Seeking a momentary fix.
All I wanted to say,
All I wanted to do,
Is fall apart now.
All I wanted to feel,
I wanted to love,
It's all my fault now.
A tragedy I fear.
With Love,
