Pillow of Comfort

Lying on the edge of the cliff

I wonder why my feet are stiff

Why could I not dive under?

Than let life itself plunder

Been hearing the same story

Over and over

Waiting for my moment of glory

For the happy ever after

Love songs, melodies

Romance, rhapsodies

Under my bed hidden

Like fairytales, downtrodden

In the sun I see no brightness,

But the scorching heat.

In the moon I see no fairness,

But the crater sheet.

Music seems silent

Silence seems loud

The heart seems violent

Raging all about.

In all the chaos

I asked for a sign

For better or for worse

A gesture benign

And here I am

In the darkness of my room

Smiling like an innocent lamb

In the comfort of my pillow

Changes are certain

Hurt I may not contain

But for all the pain and hurt

I have my pillow of comfort

Broken promises

Broken hearts

Sadness convert

In my pillow of comfort.