Analysis of Labryth

Aye lord
You know I’m tired
Hired thieves of joy
Boy you had my
Heart in ashes
No classes for this
Reckless and heartless
Part of this makes sense
Past tense
Cause it keeps recurring
Learning not to be selfish
But honest
Along this line
Isn’t grief
Because it’s not linear
Hearing her
Rips my heart into pieces
Creases in the tissues
Issues
With the way it was done
I sob softly
“Wrong one”
I screamed it before
Robbing me of my
Mothers father
To leave me with
Nightmares to daughters
Two best friends
Lost in one year but
Only one hears my heart
To say I’m broken
Is an understatement
Tint my glasses
So you don’t see my tears
Years of hurt
Has changed me
Estranged me from my feelings
Dealings with the
Outside world
Now I’m just a girl
Turning her pain
Into purpose
To make them proud