2009
09.07

I used to have this teddy bear

Held for years clutched close to my chest

And he soaked up years of resentment -

Fear, pain, uncertainty, scorn, despair, and worry

But spit out nothing back.

He loyally drank it all in for years on end

Fluff and fuzz filled with discontent, childhood vexation

And not once did the insecurities come flowing out

Until the afternoon I decided he was full enough

When I no longer needed him.

He loves me just as much as the day I put him in a closet

Just as much as he did that last night I hugged him in my sleep

And I owe this bear deeply

Because now he is just a capsule of years worth of heartache

And I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.


© Shannon Peil, 2009
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