The canvas painting of a thousand words, takes a thousand more to decipher…

it rained again today

this time heavier, stormier

perhaps heavy enough to soak me in

perhaps stormy enough to shake my senses back into reality

I hid in the corner of my room,

Within the shadows of my soul,

I will not be found here,

I will not be exposed,

I will learnt to protect myself.

Curiosity kills the cat,

Of did the cat found the reality too overwhelming that it had to kill itself,

This we will never know,

But then again,

What does not kill you makes you stronger.

and all this while I thought pink cotton candy was sweet

and all this while I thought that his hands were warm for me,

the horses around the marry-go-round were never real,

today I have learnt, yet again,

that the apple wears a mask

will the sun shine again?

will you smile again for me?

Will I be deluded again with layers and layers of deceptions?

How can one make the same mistake twice?

the sun will rise again,

but no, it will never be the same.