my friend the pillow

I go to sleep at night,
Clutching my pillow tight,
Wishing someone special was there instead,
It all seems to be silly dreams in my head,
Is it just a silly fantasy?
That one day I could be happy,
Filled once again with love’s fire,
Overflowing with words that she does inspire,
Am I just around to keep the fates amused,
Feeling so very confused,
Caught in a maelstrom so malicious and strong,
Wondering again where I belong,
Is it so hard that all I want is to be loved again,
Not sure my heart can deal with the strain,
Stretched to the limit of my sanity,
Like all I am is just a profanity,
Not wanting to be alone,
This single life I feel like such a drone,
Though no matter how I wish,
I feel like an unwanted dusty dish.