Gray mist about
teary mist in her eyes
there-I see pain and sorrow
here-I hear her sobs
why me? She ask me
and I can offer no comfort for her tortured soul
her tormented heart
in the dark we sit
not uttering another word
as I stare into her gray eyes-surrounded by red
how sad-I want to help
yet I have no clue
I gaze away and look about the darkened room
Then return gazing back
Gray staring into gray
I stare into her eyes
and watch the falling tears
Why me?-she ask me again
her face contorts as she begins to cry again
I raise my hand to run through her hair
I shake-silently
as she cries-silently
again another tear streams down her face
as I stare into her eyes
she stares into my own
Gray on gray
and as I wipe my face
there I sit crying-
alone