Mr. Teddy BearA Poem by fallen_sueanneBehind each family's front door is a secret that no one else knows about. This is a song to anyone who has been hurt by their family before (warning: it is very sad).Little five year old girl Beautiful blonde hair Holding her only friend Mr. Teddy Bear Daddy’s an alcoholic Mommy’s an addict They hate her so much She sleeps in the attic They beat her everyday Saying they hope she dies She says nothing Just lays and cries But she still loves them Even if they wish her dead Yet at night she bleeds Sleeping quietly on her bed Only left to talk to Mr. Teddy Bear Whispering in silence As she cries there Then mommy comes home Tired of her horrid life She goes to the kitchen Pulls out a butcher’s knife She goes to the attic Opens the big, creaky door Girl’s still silently crying Her tears filling the floor Mommy hits her in the face Thinking its all for the best Then screaming I hate you, She stabs the girl in the chest Police come by the house Take Mommy and Daddy away They go up to the attic With hearts torn that day Little dead five year old girl Blood-stained blonde hair Holding her only friend Mr. Teddy Bear © 2009 fallen_sueanneAuthor's Note
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13 Reviews Added on July 30, 2009 Authorfallen_sueanneNCAboutBack 10 years later with a need to let my self create. Would love someone to have a normal chat with. more..Writing
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