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To My Pillow

A Steadfast Comfort

By Bethany LarsonPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
To My Pillow
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To what I've given so little thought

Forgive me, I know I ought

To show you more gratitude

For putting up with my attitude

On days I pounded you

With balled fists as my anger threw

Me into a fit

And you were all I could hit

To find some sense of relief

Or maybe some hope for peace

To what I've never thanked

I now express my gratefulness

For catching my tears

Produced from fears

And anxieties and pain

And memories replayed

You absorbed my soul

As I cried into your hold

And you just laid

Waiting, embracing me

Silent as I poured

Out my guts and gore

Never holding back

I gave you my panic attacks

And you just laid

Waiting, Embracing me

To what I've undervalued

I want to say thank you

For carrying my dreams

Every night when I'm asleep

For holding my head

When my shoulders are dead

From trudging through the days

Hoisting my burdens the whole way

You wait for me at night

A soft bed for my tired mind

Even in the afternoons

When a nap is all I can do

You're there, so undeterred

A subtle source of comfort

Thank you for giving me rest

For being so consistent that I forget

How much you do for me

How you meet my needs

And you just lay there

Waiting, embracing me

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About the Creator

Bethany Larson

Writing when I feel like it

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  • T. Lichtabout a year ago

    Loved this! I thought I was the only one who thanks garbages(for holding my baggage day in day out rain or shine...) and my coffee machine... I guess there's many creative, grateful souls!

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