Things Such As This
If I were to scream into nothingness, would the sound deafen God's ears?
If I were to converse with a star, would it embrace my thoughts? Or would it simply cast them aside for the brilliance of the Sun?
If I were to sift through the refuse of human memory, would I unearth some form of substance or would I find only broken lines of withered communication?
I often think upon things such as this when reality is too grave to bear.
I often think upon things such as this when the storm of life grows heavy and wild.
If I were to touch the sky, would it shatter like glass and rain slivers down upon the earth?
If I were to fill my eyes with all there is to behold, would it staunch the river of madness within my head?
I often think upon things such as this when love is fleeting and time has ebbed.
I often think upon things such as this when my sanity slips and the hour nears.
By Justin Huskey copyright 2013