Give Me Mercy, Give Me Death Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Give Me Mercy, Give Me Death



So you think it is merciful.
Why should the one you loved have to suffer?
A vegetable unable to move, unable to bath, unable to eat.
Maybe you shouldn't be doing this.
Thick and heavy are the emotions.
But the rule of law cares nothing for them.
They say you can't and that's suppose to be the end of it.
But how deeply would it be investigated?
Thoughts run across the mind.
Doing what's is right isn't as simple as just doing it.
A moral gray area.
Where the more you think about it, the more guilty you feel.
Chewed and chewed.
Forced to swallow.
And finally you snapped what's prison to what she is going through.
A catatonic state.
Finally it is over, finally no more.
The pain is gone.
Relief because you did what you thought best regardless of penalty, or having to be the tool that delivers death.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
To anyone who has ever had to watch someone they love kept alive, and didn't think it was right.
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