My Pillow, My Witness

MY PILLOW, MY WITNESS It knows my pain It knows what's going on in my brain It knows my heart's feelings and emotions It knows my troubles and tribulations At day time it is always dry At night, very wet because that time I cry That time my pain with my pillow I share It listens to me and shows its care When I'm in a bad space My pillow dries my tears on my face My Pillow, My Witness Bearer of my sadness Bearer of my happiness Bearer of my tears Strength and courage of my fears My comforter when I'm weak My shoulder to cry on every weak I may say I'm fine, yet I'm not If you find that hard to believe, My Pillow is My Witness. PoeticMonwa