#teddybear
my imagination knows no limits.
for as someone so filled with stuffing,
I am rarely considered as more than just
something.
if I could do anything,
I’d travel the world with ease,
attempting the greatest of feats.
pushing the limits of my stitched, stubby legs,
dirtying my fur,
all for the sake of something new.
you’d find me mounting the highest peaks and
paddling through the deepest seas;
I’d have taught myself to speak,
become fluent in Portuguese;
you’d find me on TV as the next big celebrity,
or winning Olympic medals;
headlining Broadway shows;
I could be suffering through school;
you’d see me fall in love,
soon to discover heartbreak;
or living paycheck to paycheck,
awaiting my big break;
you’d notice me at my happiest
and you’d admire me at my worst;
you’d find me everywhere and nowhere,
still,
you’d find me alive.
I’d have loved,
I’d have lost,
I’d have failed and succeeded,
I’d have lived a thousand lives apart from my own.
though looking back down at my stubby, stuffed, fur legs,
my mind—
my stuffing—
settles.
After all, I am just something,
incapable of emotion and accomplishment.
The life of a teddy bear is not very exciting.
nor is it fun,
nor is it interesting,
nor is it heart-wrenchingly beautiful,
nor is it anything at all—
but it could be.
at least, in my imagination, it is.
May 5
May 5, 2026 at 6:29 PM UTC
When I heard you ripping off the wrapping paper keeping me hostage
I knew you were just as excited as me
when I saw you for the first time there was a big smile on your face
and so every day when you come back from school you’ll take me out of the toy box and we’ll go on our little adventures until the sun sets
those were times I could never forget
when you dress me up as a pirate and made me go down the slide with you while you screamed “AARRRR!!!”
when you would dress me up in little outfits
to match what you’re wearing almost everyday day
and I still remember those nights when you would read stories about fantasies and superheroes until you doze off to sleep
with me right next to you
hoping that no nightmares disturb your precious dreams
back then I see those as memories of nostalgia
but when you got older you started acting strangely off
it was as if one day you were leaving the door to go to school
and suddenly the next day your replacing almost everything that looked “childish”
but that didn’t bother me at all
when you replaced every inch of your wall with band posters
removing all your clothes that were filled with color to colors that represent the meaning of shallow
to taking out every toy and putting unfinished homework that you’ll never touch ever again
even those nights that I thought were still in our schedule for bedtime stories are now replaced with nights of you taking pieces of your unfinished homework, putting a weird substance on top of it, rolling it up and smoking it outside the window
the smell disturbed me and left the little remnants on my fur overalls
and on some days your parents who would yell at you when catching you do it out of sight
which led to you slamming the door on them multiple times
before I would watch this all this happen on the corner of your bed
but now you changed my location to where I am now next to the night lamp you don’t use any more
during this period of our lives it was like a roller coaster
until one day you slammed the door
and came back again with a sign of maturity around you
with band posters ripped off the and your secret stash thrown away
I observed you putting things away in boxes with your parents watching you with small smiles on their faces
I didn’t understand what was going on
until I saw a college paper near my line of sight
before you took off and said goodbye to your parents
you noticed me for the first time in a long time
I was collecting dust on my fur
with cobwebs piled on my buttons eyes and overalls
with the particles of that weird substance still lingering on me
you picked me up for the last time and tidied me up so I looked new
and instead of putting me the numerous of boxes you put me in a separate singular box
you carried me away and put me in a car
then we drove away for a couple hours
until we reached a new destination
you knocked on a door and a woman appeared and you guys talked for a while but before I knew it you put me in her arms and watch you leave
I finally realizing I will never be in your arms again
soon a few days past by
the woman wrapped me up in rainbow paper with a bow on it
and carried me away to a celebration of some sort
before I could question what was happening
I heard a young voice unwrapping the paper that kept me hostage again
then I saw a new face both filled with excitement and joy
and so the cycle repeats
Jan 10, 2025
Jan 10, 2025 at 6:05 PM UTC
demonic, my self-sabotage is chronic
after a couple of gin and tonics, music is electronic
your body like a comic, I wanna read, I wanna see
something about you was made for me, made to be
my little teddy bear to sleep with, I'm wearing no underwear that's my secret
come and plant your seed then reap it
illogical thinking who needs a reason?
I just need you in this bed until noon
Apr 6, 2022
Apr 6, 2022 at 10:37 AM UTC
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
Mar 19, 2021
Mar 19, 2021 at 4:15 AM UTC
A bear however how hard he tries,
Grows tubby without exercise.
Our Teddy bear grows short and fat-
Which is not to be wondered at.
He gets what exercise he can
By falling off the ottoman-
But generally seem to lack,
The energy to clamber back.
Now tubbiness is just the thing.
Which gets a fellow wondering-
And Teddy worries a lot about
The fact that he was rather stout.
He thought” If only I were thin!
But how would anyone begin?
It really isn’t fair
To judge one exercise and air.”
Dec 3, 2020
Dec 3, 2020 at 9:55 AM UTC
You are my family.
Given the choice I would choose you,
and you alone.
I would go to the ends of the earths
just to find you.
Because if not for you:
what is my reason for existence?
For breathing?
For putting up with everything and everyone?
You are the reason,
and you are it alone.
You are my whole world,
my everything.
My love at first sight.
My buddy as Mrs. Kelley would say.
You are my partner in this,
ever since that first kiss.
That was my way of saying
you can have my shattered heart.
As long as you can put it back together.
I love you my Noah,
my teddy bear,
my love,
my everything.
Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 7:02 PM UTC
All the animals have come to play,
before you gently rest your head.
They have been waiting all day,
to see you before you to go to bed.
The bunny excitedly jumps around,
wiggling his nose, not making a sound.
The teddy bear, a faithful friend,
hopes the friendship will never end.
The lion awakens from his slumber,
his growl as loud as thunder.
The panda eats his bamboo,
thinking he is lucky to have found you.
The frog with his body of green,
jumps on the bed with dangling feet.
Do not forget the elephant with floppy ears
for drying up your tiny tears.
ALesiach © 11/6/2014
Jul 27, 2019
Jul 27, 2019 at 4:38 PM UTC
My teddy bear told me I'm too hard on 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.
Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 12:56 PM UTC
in 1992, a child is born
and handed a gift.
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.
- v.m
Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 3:46 AM UTC
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.
Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 5:14 AM UTC
The teddy bears went into the woods today
they didn't come back, but that's ok
it's the place where they frolic and play
and sometimes they lose their way
The teddy bears went into the woods today
the wolves are there, but that's ok
they don't talk much, with nothing to say
it's just where they eat the buffet
The teddy bears went into the woods today
mountain lions are there, but that's ok
they love fresh meat, that happens to stray
the remains are left on display
The teddy bears went into the woods in May
they didn't come back, they're not ok
the animals there eat each and every day
and teddy bears are easy prey
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 10:18 AM UTC
*My sweet teddy bear
and silky sun-kissed hair
Beyond fabulous!*
Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 8:25 AM UTC
He has one eye missing
And a patchwork ****
I tell everybody he’s winking,
That he has one eye shut.
He’s lost a lot of hair
And he no longer sits up
Like he used to before.
But whenever I see him
I am never in doubt
He is still the bear I adore.
Bubby Bear is a very good bear
The best friend there ever could be.
He sleeps by my side every night
And Bubby never argues with me.
When things get too scary
Or out of control I go and
Grab up Bubby and hold him.
He’s always warm and he’s
Sympathetic, and so I never
Feel the need to scold him.
I can always talk to him
And explain things out
Because he is so very patient.
I think it is because he
Is such a very wise bear
And always there waiting.
Bubby Bear is the finest bear
He always right beside me.
I don’t have to worry that he
He might want to abandon me.
Some people like to tease me
About the way Bubby looks
And make fun of his condition.
But they have to admit to me
They don’t have a friend who gives
One hundred percent permission,
And never gets tired of them
Or tattles their confidences
Or gets bored with what they say.
That’s why Bubby is my best friend
Always was, always will be
All night long and every single day.
Bubby Bear is a very good bear
He puts up with my every whim.
I feel sorry for anyone who
Doesn’t have a friend like him.
Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 8:27 PM UTC
*1
Sad Sack
Teddy bear outside
All dressed up without bow tie
Naked as a toy
2
shunned
Teddy bear on edge
With no child left to love you
This is rock bottom
3
12th step
Poor wee Teaddy bear
Out cold on bleak alley floor
Bottle beside you
4
Denial
Teddy bear so soft
You are all stuffing and warm
Homeless in alley
5
Redemption
Last chance Teddy bear
Garbage truck on trash day stops
Maybe recycle*
Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 10:56 PM UTC
I have noticed
That the strongest people
Have teddy bears
To comfort them at night
Or to be a never-ending friend
They are the one thing
That has seen
The strongest person cry
Although they may look tough
Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on
So the little worn-out animal
Sitting peacefully on the bed
Is the keeper of secrets
And the giver of comfort
But also just a simple yet wonderful
Teddy bear
Jul 23, 2015
Jul 23, 2015 at 10:19 AM UTC
*Stuffed animal
Daybreaks next to wild roses
Teddy bear bleeding*
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 12:17 AM UTC
*Teddy bear, soft, warm
Milky, curly hair— pawing
Bear in lambs clothing*
Aug 27, 2012
Aug 27, 2012 at 3:22 PM UTC
Dear Teddybear,
You are my closest friend that a person like me could have.
Your smile inspires me to stop the tears from falling and smile with you.
You can hold all my darkest secrets, even the lightest ones too, because we both know you'll never tell a soul.
You keep me sane in an unsecure state of mind when I feel low enough to want to leave you.
I hold you close hoping that you'll be holding me closer until our journey together ends
Love
Hopefully Your Closest Friend
Teddybear.
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 7:56 PM UTC
If you go down to the woods today
You're sure of a big surprise
If you go down to the woods today
You might even meet your demise
Because today’s the day they all have their picnic.
Every last one who's been cruel to you is sure of a treat today
There's lots of innocent thoughts to ruin and many dreams crush
Anywhere possible, where nobody sees they'll taunt and slice as long as they please
That's the way they all have their picnic
Picnic time for them all
They're all having a lovely time today
Watching, waiting for the perfect time...
They see you gaily gad about
You loved to play and shout
You never had any cares
But at six o'clock your Mummy and Daddy can't take you home at all
'Cause all you are is their dead little victim.
If you go down to the woods to day,
You better not go alone.
It's alluring down in the woods today,
But safer to stay at home.
For every bully or abuser or hater or cheater ever there was will gather there for certain
Because...
Today’s the day the ones that ruined your life will have their picnic...
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 8:28 PM UTC
I watch as you make a hole
in my skin
Obsessively pulling out
my stuffing
I can see the fascination in your eyes
as you keep on going
Till I am as hollow
as that teddy bear you always carried around as a kid
The one that was super skinny
because you had hugged it too tight
too often
The one you once joked
had anorexia
As I laughed
even though
I didn’t find it funny
Because I love you
as much as that teddy bear loved you
And because I know
I too will end up like a faded photograph
In an album no one ever looks at
Because everything is digital nowadays
Even memories
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
I want to lay in bed with you
No thoughts of ***
Racing through my body
But the only thought
I'll allow tonight
Is the thought of holding you
Under every moonlit lullaby
And let stars watch with full smiles
As they witness my love for you grow
I don't care what the world has I say
I'd rather you call me your teddy bear
Than they'll know I'm not in it for the ***
The royal treatment is for you
And this late night cuddle session
Is only the beginning
Because tonight I'm going to show you
That even with my weakness
I'll protect you through the night
I'll be your dream catcher
Your luck rabbits foot
And chase away the worries of tomorrow
I'll cuddle concrete
I'll cuddle rose pedals
But nothing in this world
Could ever amount to the roaring passion
I can ever feel
When its your heart and soul I cuddle with
Your my yesterday
My every day tomorrow
And the last thing I want to embrace
When I fall asleep thinking of you
This late night cuddle session
Isn't over because I'll hold you
Till the moon and sun decide to collide
I love you like teddy bears love cuddling
And theirs nothing this teddy bear loves more
Than loving you
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC