Rain

Rain

by Teela Biehn

If the grass is green, why do I feel blue? If the sun is shining in bright hues of yellow, why does the world seem grey? If I'm happy and full of joy why oh why must the sky rain. I'm told rainbows only shine from the darkness but all I see are clouds gathering water which will lead to more rain. My therapist says I'm unhappy, I'm not unhappy but rather tired. Tired of blue skies and green grass and the feeling of joy in the midst of the rain. Why is it that when the birds chirp my teeth clench? Why is it that when you tell me you love me I gag and wish for the rain? Why must my life be so beautiful? Why must life be so dull.