if this facade of happiness faded, would i stare at the hollowness and scream?...
if staring into the mirror of life left me jaded, would i abandon my dreams?...
am i fulfilled or is there much more? everyday my image of you grows bigger...
if you spoke to me, could i hear your voice? am i too deaf to hear the whispers?...
the lightning and thunder, burning fire muddles my synaptics beyond comprehension...
my father and my mother, my sisters passing, and my own death before conception...
the question is why, and the question is often asked but an answer never grasped...
like piano keys that confuse my hands, imploring my last gasp to leave me unmasked...
the future that haunts my past, the past that always comes back to kick my ass...
but i know you, trust you, love you, i will hold onto you as life comes to a crash...

-my psalm to you-