Pillow Tears

Where do my tears go when I cry?
Do they live forever or do they die?
Perhaps I should ask my pillow that.
It has felt my sorrow, my good and bad.

I'd follow my tears to a different world
Where faces dance in happy twirls.
Where laughter is heard for miles away.
In this place I'll forever stay.

My tears are shimmering diamonds here
That take my pain and disappear.
A golden wand and magical waves
I'm smiling now as my sorrow caves.

My tears have brought me to my bliss.
I should perhaps tell my pillow this.
No need to catch another tear.
My heart is fluttering with happiness here!