Fire licking the frame of my bed The sheets are all stained red My mother’s corpse lying there Tears streaming down my eyes as I clutch my teddy bear I huddle in my bed as the fire spreads Holding my blankets remaining threads Closing my eyes, I wish it’s all in my head Looking at my mother, I wished it was me instead I wish it was me instead It’s all in my head ~19/3/21
My teddy bear told me I'm too ******* myself. He told me I worry too much. He said that I'm pretty, I'm smart, I'm a good person with a kind heart. He told me he loves me, he told me cares. My teddy bear is my only real friend.
he opens the box labelled "life" and examines its contents.
a blanket hand-stitched with hope, perseverance, and comfort
draped over a teddy bear stuffed with fearful nightmares, and heartache.
a blue jar labelled "sadness", containing fluttering butterflies symbolizing joy.
a ticket for the rollercoaster he's finally tall enough to ride, with no warning of the endless ups and downs.
that two-minute rush of adrenaline followed by hours of motion sickness.
this child is now twenty six.
he is staring at the empty box labelled "life" -
at the worn-out blanket lying next to the teddy bear's stuffing -
at the shards of blue glass and butterfly corpses -
at the torn up carnival ticket.
he regrets ever accepting this gift.
this is a very real story of a very fictional box and a very non-fictional human.
now, this very real ultra violet remarkeyable is here to tell you that you have been given your very own box labelled "life" for your very own unique reason. all you have to do is discover what that reason is. only then, i think, will you truly appreciate your very unique little box.
my butterflies are alive and well. i hope yours are too.
She was sad, She needed someone who cared. She went into her room Just like every night And held onto him She cried her heart out Though she never spoke He could understand everything He knew her better than anyone else People would think she's crazy But she knew better She knew he knew He'd been watching her from a child Yet he never judged her Teddy was always there for her.
People who hold their Teddy bears for comfort will understand this