Nothing

5-7-2004

Blackness, darkening a room,

Shadows following my fears,

Following your tears

Its too soon...

Your heart is swimming in the river

You feel hot, too hot

The rivers not blue, green or clear

You see your reflection in the river

Its too soon...

You hear loud screaming

There is no one around you

Are you dreaming

No, you aren't on clouds

It is nothing, and

Its too soon

There are green trees

They wont be there in a while

How will the honey be made by the bees

There will be nothing

Its not too soon, its just too hard

But not for you..

You saw what you wanted too see

And it was nothing

You heard what you needed to hear

And it was nothing

I guess you like the blue, green, and clear

I do too

Especially when its right there in front of you

Yet it was nothing

And you did what you had to do

Whats left? Nothing!