Chapter 14

The clock on my bedroom wall read 02:15, and I was still up and painting. My curtains were still pushed open, granting me a great source of light from the moon. The silence of the streets helped me not to start pulling my hair. From the outside, it was peaceful. But the inside was in havoc.

My brain was a train wreckage, that just kept on burning and burning. I wanted to let everything out but one canvas was not enough. So I was on my third one, this time I was using dark paints.

The first one, is all colourful. I could see the painting just dancing whenever I glance at it. It's happy. Very happy, just like how at most I've been feeling. I don't know but I'm just tasting happiness, true happiness, without it being forced and it's amazing. But, there is something holding me back.

And I just had to put that in my next canvas. It's... It's a mixture of both. The happiness that comes with the doubt. That comes with wall strong and high as that of Jericho. So, I painted myself being pulled