Divine mercy

A double edged sword
A razor sharp knife
Bloody knuckles always looking for a fight
I had comfort in your energy
The way you spoke...Walked.. 
And most of all touched....
In your words
I listening too much....
But what i was looking at was true
Pure unmercy from a woman who claimed virtue
We were one reflection
Meant to guide each other through
Because even though only us knew
Words spoken were never  untrue.
You are missed for your beautiful energy, 
When it had grace through and through
And look what i can do's