Tear Soaked Pillow
As the pillow lies there quietly
it contemplates on asking the question, why?
why are you crying?
what are you saying with those blood-shot eyes?
what's being muffled into this brown cloth of mine?
than the pillow realizes why this man is also asking why
through those muffled cries
she hears the name merry and knows all is not fine
she met her before
one night she slept on her
the pillow knows she wanted more
she listened to the man on nights when he was in
she heard the laughs, she heard the fights
she knows the man was happy with her in his life
as the pillow listens to the man cry
she can't help but feel sorry because he takes out a knife
the pillow starts crying
"please don't end it now,
you're hurting I understand
but please I'm here now,
punch me, kick me, release your tears into me,
I'm here for you when you need rest
I'm here for you please
DON'T STICK THAT IN YOUR CHEST!"
the man can't hear the pillow pleading
the man gets angry and curses at god
"WHY IS THIS REPEATING?!"
the pillow stops and thinks
"hes talking about Jessica and the last time he was on the brink"
be careful what you do to people, especially the one you love
because one day that special person will die
with or without your love
it finally happened, the end of the path on an inevitable course:
the man took up the knife
put it to his chest and ended his life
with his last dying breath
he reaches for the pillow
he kisses her and puts her to his chest
she starts crying because she's alone
as a blood soaked pillow
Copyright © Angelo Gallegos | Year Posted 2006
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