It goes all the way up Like a pine tree, touching the sky Trembling at the weight of the confusion Hard like rock, I can't say Over burdened, unable to live
"Hell hath no fury, Than a woman's scorn" Entrapped in the labyrinth of dysphoria Hurt, broken, then healed Almost instant, broken again
I Looked up to the azured-sky My blacksmith continues, To hammer, same spot But mine sees no sign Depression strangled me
My carrot throat burns Like a lava, burn from pains Eyes felt pitiful, my voice crack Leaving a void so big And failed to get stitched
I seek the light, forever in my grasp But my finger so thin, it slipped Thanks to "jhee Dah", For she encased my soul Never letting go, till I found myself