Pillow Talking

By Shirisha Ponthagani

I smile to the people

With a heavy heart.

I cry alone in my room,

To share my pain with darkness.

I tried telling to my parents,

But they always see me as a perfect.

Every time it breaks my heart,

When my parent smile at me

I can not open up to them

Because it pains in my heart

To see their disappointed faces.

I almost told my friends

They saw me as fool,

that made me sad

But its ok.

I smiled when they said am not ok.

I always talk with my pillow

While sleeping.

Because it takes my pain away

We both never had a real conversation

Because it always holds me tight at night

While I cry to go to sleep.

Pillow never blamed me

When it is wet with my red angry tears

Yet it was already when I want to hug it,

And always says

Friend go to sleep I will protect you from yourself.

By Shirisha Ponthagani