Brand New Pillows

An older poem, written when my brother left for college.

Brand new pillows,

Cellophane wrapped,

Seem to say goodbye

In a way that 

A person never could.

They are crisp,

And white,

And final,

Like a suicide note.

A message that says

To everyone who reads it,

Who looks upon it,

"I'm leaving."

"And I'm not taking 

your world with me.

This is my time.

My world."

"This is the end."

Fresh white pillows,

Cellophane wrapped.

Brake lights in the distance.

So this is goodbye?

I never knew you.

Torrin A. Greathouse

Reviews

[Gypsy Dreamweaver]

Very different and thought provoking.

[Dakshta]

To be frank this one didn't stood up much but still was nice and actually very interesting.. :)