Dead Bears
 
Time has no meaning.
Not for this,
No.
A meaningless barrage
Of lullabies and
Teddy Bears to hold.
And the cold,
Cold hard of letting
it be.
But no…
Time is meaningless.
All things fade, yes.
But this burns
bright,
Brightly,
Brightest
In the dark,
Where only I can see.
This is where I am.
The only place that I
can be.
And the time I gave,
The time you took
from me.
A moment of which
Is worth more than
all of your tomorrows.
My one yesterday,
May come for all of
your today’s.
For the lullabies have
all been sung,
And my Teddy Bears
are dead!