Getting used to it

Slowly, slowly,
she opened her eyes,
looking at the old ceiling,
the lights and the fan that has been spinning like forever.

Slowly, slowly,
she sat up and looked around the little room,
pushing off her blanket,
and stood up.

Slowly, slowly,
she walked to the window,
and looked outside,
and sighed.

How long has she been here?
How long has she been stuck in this room?
How long has she not seen the sun,
and walked down the streets?

She packed her belongings,
put up her sundress, shades and hat,
and walked down the stairs,
heading to the door.

And as she opened her door,
she looked up to the sky,
looking at how all the dark clouds have cleared up,
she realised that the dark has finally passed,
and it's time to let the rays of light to enter her life again.

She took a deep breath,
and took a step out.
Smiling, she thought to herself,
she has gotten used to this.

Jenny~