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.