Empty now
Hallow with the vaguest remembrance of what was
When I look inside there is the slightest hint of black
Fingers are stained
Breath weak from the smell of petroleum
My heart deepens with a sadness
There was once something here
A substance that could light a city
Have so much greatness
But yet could be so harmful
The fuel has been drained
All the remains is a shell
My voice echoes as I try to call for you
Then I become plagued by a memory of you
And the only thing that comes to mind
Is
An
Empty
Oil drum
