I ascend
Towards the top
adding to this bitter drop
My skin is smudged
With dirt and dust
But this abuse is not unjust
The branches twist
Love to assist
The girl who lives inside the mist
First is gallant
Next is weak
Always knowing what she seeks
-Who am I?-
-You'll never know-
A changing pain that never shows
Skin is hot
Eyes will chill
A murderous tree not meant to ****
It's here for weeping
Broken dreams
Embracing those
Who sit unseen
Out of time
And running out of breath
