Tuesday, October 8, 2024

The Bear

 You’d choose a bear over a man?!

You must be crazy…


But the bear never pretends to be gentle

Its growls are honest, its claws, a promise

It moves through the woods with purpose, neither cruel nor kind


But a bear never follows you home

It never slips something in your drink and claims you wanted it

A bear doesn’t plot ways to get you alone, doesn’t hide hate behind a smile


When a bear attacks, no one asks what you were wearing

No one says you shouldn’t have been in the woods

No one doubts your story or makes you prove every bruise


You’d choose a bear over a man?

You must be crazy…


Because a bear has never held me down, whispering threats in my ear

It never told my friends I asked for it, that I liked it, that I lied

A bear never told me I was imagining things, rewriting my own pain


A bear never asks you to be smaller

It accepts you as you are—wild, unbroken

And if it strikes, you’re left devastated, but it never sought you out

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