Journey of a Medical Student

Dwelling in them, a soft hearted soul Love plated but pain on its core Moss covered mountains to cross Full of merciless piercing stones Mind invested into a battle of memories Battle with horrible images of courses in diaries Both ends candles are burnt To light the way through the six hills of torment Flooding down cheeks are tears Shaking rough hands of lamenting songs Injecting the venom of fear into the spirits Made to be passed, though hurting beyond limits Journey of a medical student Like a terrifying flood to expose the hidden gold