‘Oh! No! That was tragedy. I’m so sorry to hear that.’ Michelle said to my friend.

glass vase*

Stumble over tough situation,

pretend to That-is-not-happened-to me,

though the guilt over others.

Nothing helps. Start falling down.


Try to hold on the slippery wall,

Even can hold for a while,

weak fingers loose the grip.

Sliding down. Screaming.


Until look down the bottom,

never know how deep the bottom is.

Face the bottom, the reality,

even It requires huge courage, strength.

Hit it! Jump up! Well done!


‘I don’t feel happy to had that, but it’s ok now.’

My friend replied with smile, big bright smile  as always.

You are great, Susan.