There's No Mercy for Butterflies

A Poem

There's No Mercy for Butterflies

Mercy, she called out my name

And promised to take away my pain

Lord knows ive been through hell

Just to break spells

Im cursed with a divine power.

Yet Theres no mercy for a butterfly like me.

Lucy whispers

"You're soul is mine, we had a deal. You're chained to me, its your destiny"

Truth is, he's right.

So the pain just reveals the truth.

One day mercy will take away my hurt.

Until then, I cry blood.

My past is made up of ash as I release the curses

With my alchemized verses

Into the cut throat game

Im covered in blood

Floods of holy water

Burn my skin

Im haunted again

I'll never be the same

At least I'll never be plain

Or lame

I dont relate to normal people

Im not one of them

Im initiated

Remembering everyone that

Built me up

Just to cut me down

I made them to ash with

the rest of my past

Because the weak

will never last.

Poem by #saratmccune

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Sara McCune

Poet. Creative writer. UCSC alumni. Model. Vocalist. Song writer. Bassnectar Noise vs Beauty album cover model. 

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