Nov 08

Mercy Part Two

Someone once told me,
that mercy is weakness,
and weakness is a fate worse than death.
I believed and believe them.
Someone else once told me,
that anything I wanted,
I would have to take for myself.
It was true and untrue at the same time.
I was given a sword, a purpose, and a dream.
Told what to do and how to do it.
Until the dream I cherished,
given to me by someone else,
was thrown into the trash.
Someone once told me,
that revenge is the way to right all wrongs.
I have never believed something more.