My Lucracy

Bleak as my cold room

black as the skies tonight

Those eyes, they are expressing gloom

from a vague point of sight.

A drop of tear, I felt his sentiments

as he looked at me straight to my eyes

I also looked at him the way he did.

I didn't feel that my eyes' water bags also have given up.

All I had felt were the silent shouts of his regrets

They were heart breaking

truly and absolutely full of melancholy.

I stooped for me not to see him crying.

I also didn't want to make him see me crying

for I know how much my strength means to him.

I've exhausted my efforts to help him ease the war in his soul

but it feels like time and space permit against them.

I sighed and turned my back from him.

I didn't say much words other than "Be strong"

I hoped that a couple of words could have helped him.

I left, disappeared with pain in my heart.

Gone as I whispered to myself,

"I do not want to see a mirror again today."