Just an empty bowl.

Just an empty bowl
filled with air.
Nothing was fucking fair.
She told him every thing and in return
she got stuck in his lare.

No windows,No light,and everything was a fright.
Scared and alone this girl crawled away.
Where did she end up?
Drunk on the banks of hope and faith.

The gods came down and what did they do?
Pulled her by hair and said
"My dear what can we do?"
They girl looked up and coughed a crimson color.

The girl not knowing what to do
got on her knees and opened up wide,
Awaiting a big surprise.

On her knees the girl let one slip
and soon a thousand drops of blue came from her blackened eyes.
The gods taking pity on this soul,
took her to the palace in the sky.

Alone and scared she watched the people
who were her world cause pain on others.
She watched with horror but it enticed her.
She wanted back, she needed to be back.

Silently letting air slip she
beckoned for the gods to let her go back.
Not knowing what to do the dear old gods
locked her up and threw away her faith.

Just an empty bowl
filled with air.
Nothing was fucking fair.
Nothing was fucking fair.