flipping through the channels
staring at the black box
loneliness overflowed

gazing through the window
the red silent sky
stood emotionless

emptiness
the stillness in my heart
drained the peace slowly

delusion
a gorgeous mirage
is it authentic?

fabrication of a wonderful life
shattered under the harsh reality
it's as fragile as a glass mirror

the broken pieces laid
beneath my feet
picking up with my cherry stained hand

an awesome voice
his magnificent presence overwhelmed
tears rolled down

"my child,
it's not the end of the world
not until i say so, anyway."

i felt loved again
wishing this moment would last
then everything reverses back

i have found the paradox
that if i love until it hurts,
there is no hurt but only more love

only to find that it's pure folly
shakened to the depth
the tremours travelled down my spine

slowly
i picked myself up
it's time to snap back to reality