One way metaphor
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
She’s fishing in troubled waters
Her soul is white but her heart is blue
As the curtain of night closes in on her
She retreats into her head, to the sunken place
Manipulated by fear, brought to her knees by uncertainty; she bows to the force
There’s no light here to save her
There’s no treasure hidden in the darkness
This rollercoaster of emotions have sent her away
There where she fades off to sleep on twirling stone beds
But she is strong, she will overcome; yes she is god.