Mercy

There is a special place in the dark, for those that live to hurt others...

Reading words from yesterdays
Parting faces I've erased

A subconscious choice will remind
Words to come back in flames.
Though words may come by day
The sun sets by night.
In the evening breeze,
I fight words infused.

A cold day may come,
Where a wheel turns for one.
A shadow may fall in a mind so cold
Where whispers eat at the heart.

Oh mercy, there is none
For those who live and give none...

Author's Note

The world of bullies have ever been explored...