There Is Nothing -

Those tear ducts broke

A flood came out

There was no soul in whom I could confide

The thoughts I held

In your nightmares dwelled

And they crushed me like the incoming tide

That unnameable pain

That incurable longing for something

But there is nothing

Mother did crawl

To the garden wall

And a thorn tore a hole in her side

Slowly she bled

Then the green grass stained red

And I crawled down her throat for to hide

That unnameable pain

That incurable longing for something

But there is nothing