Grave Filled with Books - Giles Corey

I don’t know what anything means

I think I’ve forgotten how to sleep

And I’m not the only one

I will break my spine on the page

Like the books that will fill up my grave

I am entombed in my bed

With those words that you said, that I kept:

That I’m not the only one

That you’ve never loved

Boo, hoo