Mercy In My Veins
Sit down; let's play a game.
Sleep sound; the monster's been tamed.
Still loud; the voices scream:
"Let me out; you know you're just a fiend."
"Slow down; I don't wanna play.
Stop now; I won't treat me this way."
So proud; now I can say:
"Stay out; at least for today."
"Calm down; your life's not a game.
Stop now; you are not your shame."
So loud; the voices still say:
"Run now; just don't forget your veins."
Sit down; let's play a game.
Sleep sound; the monster's been tamed.
And even though, there's blood in my veins;
The voices laugh, I'm still insane.
When there's nobody but myself left to blame,
And my heart is still full of hate,
I beg for some mercy in my veins,
Or maybe from God, if I'm not too late.
- Jarred Shah
6/11/2020
9:00pm
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