Blood Stained Teddy Bear

Blood Stained Teddy Bear

A Poem by Vin

 

Every night her Daddy would tuck her into bed,

stroke her soft curls on her little blonde head.

He'd stay til she slept, she was safe with him there,

she snuggled right down with her old teddy bear.

She didn't know how her Daddy wanted to die,

she never woke in the night to hear him cry.

She knows her Daddy loves her, he'd never go away,

she trusted him always, until her dying day.

That night he had a gun, he pointed it at her head,

he took a deep breath and shot his daughter dead.

She never even woke, never knew that he was there,

he left her in her room with her blood stained teddy bear.

Downstairs he had a drink to make him feel a little better,

he took out some paper and wrote a short letter.

Put the gun to his own head and ended his own life,

left the note on the table to wait for his wife.

Now here she stands, by the grave in the cold,

burying a girl who was barely five years old.

She strokes the blonde curly lock of her daughter's hair,

and buries her child with her blood stained teddy bear.

 

© 2012 Vin


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Featured Review

I could read that blood stained teddy bear is more than just a story of a little being killed by the father and the father committed suicide. I could read that the bond of the father and daughter is stronger than life and death itself, and even the mother could save them from the deadly path.

Amazing, strong, and emotional poem (story) you've written. Simply wow...


Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




Reviews

Tears at your heart because we all know... this s**t actually happens all too often in one way or another.

Nice piece.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I could read that blood stained teddy bear is more than just a story of a little being killed by the father and the father committed suicide. I could read that the bond of the father and daughter is stronger than life and death itself, and even the mother could save them from the deadly path.

Amazing, strong, and emotional poem (story) you've written. Simply wow...


Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What a story! Brilliantly told and just amazing!!!!!!! 9

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Great dark story. Wow!!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow the story was very sad. It would be a hard thing to kill your own child. You would have to be very confused and lost. The story was well written and a very sad ending. Thank you.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

OMG, wow. Amazing write, full of scary and sad, and anxious emotion. I didn;t want to stop reading and every line was better and better. Keep writing. Really good!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

How sad, such a tragedy. It sound awful real, this sort of thing does happen. Can't help but want to cry when I read it. Its too bad and awful people get pushed so deep down inside from life that they believe this is the way out.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amazing I love it. :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh My Goodness you are one powerful and talented write.
This is creepy and so sad! But written so very well.
Wonderful rhyme scheme and flow!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

That Was Amazing! I Almost Cried While Reading It.

Posted 9 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

896 Views
10 Reviews
Rating
Shelved in 1 Library
Added on March 15, 2010
Last Updated on May 15, 2012
Tags: teddy bear, death, gun, blood stained, love

Author

Vin
Vin

United Kingdom



About
I love Music, Photography, Literature and Art although maybe not in that order :S I love to laugh, I think it's the best thing we can do as people and I reckon no one does it enough. It is probably.. more..

Writing
Why? Why?

A Poem by Vin


Innocence Innocence

A Poem by Vin


Friendship Lost Friendship Lost

A Poem by Vin



Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


So Tired... So Tired...

A Poem by A.Lee


Summer (excerpt 4) Summer (excerpt 4)

A Chapter by A.Lee


My Son My Son

A Poem by A.Lee