Tonight Her Pillow Sleeps Alone
Her tear stained pillow lies alone in her bed tonight
No longer will her dream filled head lay upon it
She had ideas and everyone thought she was going places
But tonight her pillow will sleep alone
Tonight her pillow won't feel the beating of her angered fists
Secrets will never be whispered into its soft linning
For she has finally escaped her life
Which has shackled her with pain
A five-hundred foot drop off the balcony of her hotel
Which police can only explain as suicide,
But from a girl so young and sweet
Her parents couldn't believe it
And tried to come up with other thoughts of how she fell
But they were all lies to ease thier guilt
Only her pillow can face the truth
Which has been sewn into its cotton
He is the only one that knows her struggle for perfection
And deep feeling of absolute failure
Her pillow is the only one who knows of the knife hidden beneath her bed
And the blood stained tissue in the trash
Only the pillow knows of the pain she hid for years
Which drove her to the edge
Tonight her pillow sleeps alone
Never to feel another tear
Nor the soft brush of her pale cheek
And somehow he is happy she finally found her way out.