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Because I'm the room where she lives alone
I stay alone there
when she depart
from me every morning,
I see her every day
and those lonely nights
alone in my space,
She floundering with
her own self
and every situation,
I see her every morning
wake up with a sad mind
but still a smiling face,
She dine alone
she drinks alone
she sobs alone
she groan with pain
but again she
never forget to laughs alone,
She see herself
in the mirror that
sticking on my wall,
I see it takes 5 minutes
every day to read herself,
But she get upset
after reading her mind,
I see her every day
when she leaves me
closing my doors
and lock it up with a key,
I can't help but just can only see
Because I'm the room
where she struggle
falls, cry and again stand up
to live this hard life
with a hope of rays
to lighten up her life...

© Divya