Pillow

I was enduring, unmoving, and steadfast
I was with you until the moment that was your last
Through anger I was the one who absorbed your shouts
I listened to every muttered word of malice you let out
Each insult spoken behind closed bedroom doors
It was your dislikes and spite that I bore
Into my cloth you cried your true tears
In those moments of grief it was I you pulled near
I was there through your sorrow, but also through bliss
I heard your mumbled dreams and your whispered wish
I was the one you rested upon when the day was done
When happiness engrossed you and left you stunned
The moments between each rushing light
I was there to carry you through each peaceful night
I am your pillow.