Forgetting mercy

I will forget you mercy
I will chase you out of my head
I will fill this room in my heart
That you refuse to occupy
With random tenants that won't need to pay a dime
Are the things I told myself

But I have done the opposite instead

I have kept the room empty and swetpt, dusted and polished, ready and kept... Daily I opened the windows to keep the air fresh, each day I pluck new flowers to keep by the bed..

All in the name of a strand of hope, perhaps one day you'd change your mind, and make this empty heart your home mercy..