My Tears Poem by BRUCE MARTONE

THE TEARS ON MY PILLOW
BECOME THE WAY MY LIFE IS
AND THE WAY MY LIFE IS I DON'T LIKE IT
I WOULDN'T WISH IT ON ANY BODY ELSE
BECAUSE EVERY TIME I USE TO DREAM
IT NEVER CAME TRUE
AND EVERY ONE I TRUST
I JUST GOT USED
ENDING UP CRYING IN THE CORNER
WITH THE SHADES CLOSE
WITH THOUGHTS OF ENDING IT ALL
SO I CALL 1 - 800 HELP
THAT WAS ON MY WALL
THEY CHANGE MY MIND
AND I WENT TO BED WITH MY TEDDY BEAR
THE ONLY FRIEND I HAVE
THAT LOVES ME
AND STAYS WITH ME HERE
CATCHING ALL MY TEARS
TILL I FALL ASLEEP
NOW MORNING COMES AND MORNING GOES
AND STILL I'M ALONE IN MY HOME
SITING AND WATCHING TIME PASS ME BY
TILL THE NIGHT COMES AROUND AGAIN
AND ME AND MY BEAR MY ONLY LASTING FRIEND
WE CALL IT A NIGHT
NOW TODAY COMES I GO OUT TO THE STORE
HOPING FOR A LOT MORE
EVEN TO MEET SOME ONE
BUT I DON'T AS THE CLOCK HITS FOUR
AND I GO BACK HOME BEING ALONE
WHAT ELSE IS NEW
IT'S LIKE BEING THAT BOOK ON THE SHELF
COLLECTING DUST BECAUSE NO ONES READ IT.
NOW I GO DOWN TO MY KNEES PRAYING TO GOD
BEFORE CALLING IT A NIGHT
ASKING HIM WHY WAS I BORN
AND MY LIFE SO LONELY AND TORE
WITH NOBODY WANTING TO LOVE ME
EXCUSE ME FOR A SECOND
LET ME WIPE THESE TEARS FROM MY EYES
IT SHOULDN'T BE A BIG SURPRISE
BECAUSE THAT IS WHAT I DO EVERYDAY
AND EVERY NIGHT
I WASN'T BLESS TO HAVE EVERYTHING
GO RIGHT
LIKE A HUSBAND KIDS A DOG
A BIG HOUSE WITH A FENCE
LIKE THE AMERICAN DREAM
IT JUST SKIP ME BY
LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE DOES IN MY LIFE
INSTEAD OF ME SAYING HELLO
IT IS ALWAYS GOODBYE
SO EXCUSE ME IF I SOUND DOWN
BUT THERE NOTHING
THAT GETS RID OF MY FROWN
JUST ASK MY TEDDY BEAR HE KNOWS
NOW I SAY SO LONG
THANKS FOR LISTENING
BUT MY BEAR AND I
ARE CALLING IT A LONG GOODNIGHT
WITH THE LASTS TEAR FROM MY EYE
AND SEE YOU SOON GOD.