Teddy Brinkelsion

Teddy B,

Why won't you answer me?

Your mother said... Well she-

She-

She was nealed on her knee

And well.... she-

Called me;

At 3.

She talked with her voice in a manner so shamefully,

With my replies I had to speak carefully.

Your mother,

Well, uh... She-

She-

Said that: her son-

Ta,

Ta,

Teddy

Ba,

Ba,

B-

Teddy B.

Well, she-
...

Said that you really loved me.

I.

....

I said;

I know Mrs. B,

But why are you up at 3?

Mrs. B, most are resting peacefully.

La,

La,

La,

Listen to me.

Well,

Uh,

He,

He.

He has-

Mrs. B?

Who is he?

Speak clearly!

Well, my dear-Teddy B

...

He died.

At first I thought your mother lied.

But my organs were tied.

And I lost all my pride,

Fell to the floor and cried.

It was almost a double homicide

Because I was so traumatized!

Felt like I was in for a long train ride.

I was the Bonny to your Clyde!

It was you and I ride or die!

But Teddy B;

You're dead,

And Teddy B-

You haven't answered me.

All I do is lay in bed,

I cry because my best friend is dead.

Mrs. B gave me all your writings,

(her and her demons are fighting)

All of them I have read.

Teddy B, why do you have to be dead?

The mornings - I dread,

I can barely get out of bed.

I miss you getting mad from being called "Ted",