Mercy

We Strive for better May we Always move forward Keeping stable feet. And just do your best. Better than doing nothing. Please don’t do nothing. Please I wasted too much time for my taste. No need to be so bitter, imma make my space. See what I create, a golden frame and melt it down. Molten core, I can do whatever now. I make a crown and king myself. But crowns ain’t made, they’re dealt— You can tell when one’s bestowed or inherited. One’s greedy, one cherishes. Can’t-keep me in check, I don’t do marriages. I like some variance She wanna stay up in the ritz, But I got points at the mariott. She said “you joking?” I said “why you serious?” Psychoactive ingredients got me delirious. I’m not perceiving the clearest. overshadowed by fears, nefarious. They tear at my feet while I run. I look at the sun. No wonder I’m blind, I don’t know where I’ve gone or I have begun. My lips quiver, dumb and awestruck. May they snap with the conviction of guns. Nowhere near. Nowhere close. Nonsense, I understand. We all speak A wheel spoke. Don’t cut me off, it won’t be clean. The audacity, I’d ask why, But my caring’s at the carrying capacity. The last of me done went to flee to make something better. To see the light and take it right in my palm, dissolve in its call. I’m compelled, enthralled. Subsequently hit a wall. I had a hell of a ball, I loved the moments with all their appalling circumstances. Masochism, I like being reprimanded. It’s not my hope, but It’s my standard. So don’t try me bitch I’m not from this planet. I bet my stake is worth the chances. You might as well advance it. I’m advanced bitch, Nowhere near. Nowhere close. Nonsense, I understand. We all speak A wheel spoke. I can’t do this for the cheap. But I’d do it all for free, The only cost that comes is to me. Jeez I oughta shift positions. Pick a lane in craft or climbing through the system. It doesn’t seem like I can contain what I’ve been missing. What I’m gonna have, It’s more than all I’ve been if you add or multiply. I tell myself these truths, while calling myself wise. Are they lies? We’ll see in time. All I know is either way, I’m looking more than fine. Right? Tell me I ain’t cold with my bars like a Klondike. A couple misses but I’m on my first strike. Don’t cross me and my hooks bitch or that’s the end of fights.