her little-world

she realized that she likes to lock
herself in her own little-world.
she isn't sure when it started but
the little world has always been there.
offering her much solace
and solitude.

and so
she continues to stay in her own little-world
that rains most of the time.
it's always blue
gray
and white.

once in a while
you see sunshine bursting in
with joy and laughter.
she hopes for rains when the sun shines
and sunshines
when the rain falls.

***

悲哀不是場虛幻
Grief is not a delusion