Poem I wrote last night when I was tired......bleh...my writing sucks balls....

The Teddy in the Back


The Teddy in the back
Sits alone on the shelf
Longing for some love

He is laying on his side
Casually tossed there
Unsure of his crime

He wishes for someone
A kindred soul to hold him
To show him compassion

But alas he remains
Still on that dark shelf
Waiting for that day

The day he finds someone to hug forever....