Beneath my pillow lay my fears.
Beneath my pillow lay my teeth.
Beneath my pillow is where I hide
when it is solace that I seek.
Beneath my pillow is a different world.
Beneath my pillow is peace.
Beneath my pillow is where I hide
when the arguments never cease.
Beneath my pillow is dark.
Beneath my pillow is cool.
Beneath my pillow is where I hide
like an incognizant fool.
Beneath my pillow I escape from all my troubles.
Beneath my pillow I’m free.
Beneath my pillow is where I hide
when its darkness I want to see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awwz danny... come out from under that pillow and face your fears... im sure you can after all these years... I love this poem... Great job Missy