Dear Teddy

  *Dear Teddy*

  Sitting alone, while music is blasting
  Trying to drown out the voices, long-lasting.
  
  Music, however, can't be loud enough.
  The powers that be are far too tough.

  Taunting follows me everywhere,
  As they mock my style, my tastes, my hair.
  
  There's no safe haven; I can't get away
  From everything this cruel world has to say.
  
  So I ponder my problem; I have so much fun
  Imagining ways to make myself numb.
  
  The closest I've been was that one fateful cut,
  So I'm drawn to the stone like a squirrel to a nut.
  
  The stone that will make a dull blade fine.
  In the dim light, the cold steel shines.
  
  I could just stop there, but there's no other way
  To escape from the demons; I know what they'll say.
  
  My sickness, they'll say, repeating 'till dawn
  Has left me unworthy and too far gone.
  
  So, please, dear Teddy, use your power unknown,
  And banish these demons back to their homes.
  
  I confide in you now, hoping that you
  Will take pity and help me, as often you do.
  
  My life, as it stands, is a pitiful shame,
  And no help comes from most who know my name.
  
  They say I'm lying; a desperate cry.
  I'm desperate, yes. If they only knew why.
  
  My childhood's passed, my independence is shot.
  It's a hopeless situation in which I'm caught.
  
  Left here to die by someone who says
  That it's psychosomatic; it's all in my head.
  
  Therein lies the problem, from what I can see.
  Demons, please, just leave me be.
  
  What do you want? What more can I give?
  What you don't understand about the life I live
  
  Is that this torture, combined with my bad self-esteem
  Constantly draws me back to that gleam.
  
  With pure stainless steel, freedom will come
  To me, after it makes my blood start to run.
  
  I won't be tied down; no longer enslaved.
  To you do I turn, oh merciful blade.
  
  You, too, dear Teddy; though you can't love me back,
  you receive my affection when the sky fades to black.  

  You, ever loyal, are there when I fall.
  It's a pity, however, that you're only a doll.
  
  My demons are weakened, nevertheless,
  Whenever I hold you close to my chest.
  
  But, when I release you, suffice it to say,
  They always return, to make sure I pay.
  
  I cannot escape, for, with barely a glance,
  Someone destroyed me, never gave me a chance.
  
  I want my vendetta; I almost succeded.
  That one fateful message was all that I needed.
  
  Opportunity knocked, but I was too dumb to see
  The weapon I had against my enemies.
  
  Now, who can I turn to? Who can I trust?
  If things don't improve, I fear that I must
  
  Take the only way out: let my blood stain the sheets.
  So one last kiss, Teddy; to friendship so sweet.
  
  To freedom at last from the demons despised.
  I'd fear for your innocence, if only your eyes
  
  Were moving and genuine; these features they lack,
  So I gaze into threads of white, green, and black.
  
  My demons are strong, but our bond will shine through.
  Though you're only a plaything, my love remains true.
  
  'Till the day the demons take me, and we must part,
  Dear Teddy, please know you'll be in my heart.