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Dear Dad, Ten months after you fell over backwards while dancing with Mom and instantly died of unknown causes, I birthed a baby boy. Jack was okay with naming him after you, although it caused a great... keep reading →

Dear Kenneth,

You chose to marry my mother and have children. You chose to leave her for another woman whom you married and had a family with. You completely disowned your first three daughters. Now 37 years later, I find myself thinking about you more and more. Who are you? Where were you? Did you ever think about us? Did you ever love me? I never had a choice in who my parents were-no one does. If I had I would have chosen someone that would have at least acknowledged my existence, but instead you chose for me. I am angry and hurt, but I know I must forgive you. Not for you, but for me. I am praying for this, a sense of closure to the abandonment I feel. If you can answer any of my questions, I think it would help me accomplish my forgiveness. Do you want to be forgiven? Let me know.

Becky

Moon the night he died. Dear Dragon,You died on a night of a cold, full moon. I go out every night of the full moon and take a photograph for you, no, for me. And I say that rhyme, “I see the moon and the... keep reading →

Dear silent soul hidden within me

Who am i? when does the little invisible line that separates you from me end? I have wondered a couple of time why i seem to be two different people living in two different worlds. Who am i?I have wondered if i was a so-called poet who took credit for writing about the darkest parts of life, or whether i was just a poser trying to catch people's attention by writing about what the dark means. I have wondered a lot about these three words yet i have never found the answer. I feel lost sometimes because my poetry is so dark and depressing yet it never expresses the true feelings in me.

I started this letter hoping to write something that makes sense yet I think I failed. People tell me to try cheerful subjects yet i find it fruitless GOD knows i try. I don't feel that much in connection to those cheery moments so tell me why? My dear inner conscience can you answer these questions of mine? Can you tell me why people find it easier to talk about all the love in the world when people cry in the dark and bleed while we sleep and enjoy the warmth of our. just like my inner conflicts this letter only shows broken thoughts that occur to my/ our mind. So tell me how everyone disregards the pain our brothers feel. I have faith that the future is bright if we work hard to build the place we wish to see. Yet i don't want to be another preacher who stands still and watches others in pain. And when i die i hope we both have made the good out of our time together on this earth. I hope we stick together in sickness and in pain. I hope we rise together and seek out the best for the people we love and care about.

PS: I know this sounds insane and doesn't make any sense, yet i have faith in you in me in all of us.

Me, myself, and I

First, cute Coach leather spectator slingbacks. Did you actually pay full retail for those? Wow. They're lovely. You should wear them as much as you can. They match your new suit, don't they? Red is... keep reading →

To the dear .. creators of human history ..

To You and to me ...

I would ask .. Why ? and why not ?

Why to all the things ..which we are ..

Why not ..to all the things which we think we can't

Good and evils ..that are defined ..why ..

Why not to finding meaning..in our own lives ..

Why would we love ..and hate .. for others ..

Why would nt we love ourselves ..and define ..

Why live ..like our forefathers lived ..

Why not shape ..new path for our kids to tread ..

Why the hell do we marry and divorce ..

Why not ..marry the entire human race and be single too ..

Why do we have to make noise ..and sing ..

Why cant we find music in things unsaid ..

Why do we have ..to struggle to make a living ..

Why fight the whole life .for a car and some petrol ..

For a home ..a house and to be master of four people ..

Why cant we abandon our cars homes ..and people slaves..

And be the master of the whole world ..universe..

And ourselves ..Why cant we master our own mind ..

Why do we ask questions .. Why dont we find answers ...

Why do we cry ..why cant we make all laugh ..

Laughter ..love ..and life ..is not very costly at all ...

All it needs is your sense of humour ...

If you are wise ..it would cost less than a car ..and a gallon of gasoline ! :)

Where were you? Where are you now?

Did you even think about what I was missing, what I was needing or what path I'd wander down without you or your guidance in my life?

Did it pain you as much as it did me? To know we were virtually strangers to one another for this long of a time? A supposed bond that never would form just an incurable wish of a child.

I'd survive...I'd grow and I'd learn...All without your help or concern. Without your financial support or words of wisdom, or even your birthday wishes as each year passed me by...

Do you regret the time lost between us? Or is it just a passing memory to you as it has become for yours truly?

But I survived it all... I learned quite a lot on my own, despite the massive mistakes I had to endure to make it so. Surrogate replacements for the role you were supposed to play helped me along in some cases, and in others rendered me on the wrong path to things that would only halt my personal growth...

And yet I still stand here, a man, on my own. Acquired with very little help from anyone or thing. Most of all you. Which now forces me to beg the question, were you even needed in the first place? Am I better off for what was and what is now at this moment?

I'm really interested in knowing what you think about it...Self.

Dear Conscience...

Into The Arms of The Night:

Sometimes I wonder

If the Night

Will ever open up

Itself and take me

Into its darkness

So that I can hide

Hush me away from

Sadness and reason

Whisper the secrets of

Where time and destiny

Become so entwined that

The soul so helplessly

Follows

Caress my skin with

The promise of peace

In the sanctuary of

Solitude

Warm me and console

My restless emotions

Take me forever

Into the arms of the night.

Dear God, as a rule I am not normally a religious person, in fact you could say I am a total non believer. How ever I am breaking my own rules on religion as this is the only way I can get you to listen to... keep reading →

Dear Douglas (a.k.a. Spanky, S.D.A. and then some) You'll never know the world that grew inside my mind; without even a word -

most of those days - I could feel your stare, though you'd always look away when I tried to catch you. I don't know why things went the way they did, if it was you, me or 'them.' I do know somewhere 'they' look down into my heart and know if I could do it over, I probably would, only with less pain for the innocent, (including myself). I've never felt such a tumultuous flame and icy tingling pain with any other soul I've ever crossed. Somehow, you echoed my first love and reflected yourself into the future of my heart. If I never see you again it will probably be for the best, though know-I see you every night as my heart pretends it doesn't remember you.

I don't know if it was love but, with that kind of pain, I don't know what else it could have been. Love, Santa a.k.a "Six years before I knew your name"

 Dear J.A.C.T.— You spent years torturing me in elementary school and Jr. High.  To this day, I do not know why.  I know it was important to you to rule over me and make my life miserable.  You are... keep reading →

There is something about hubpages that allows you to feel that you can bare your soul, maybe it's the anonimity of them, whatever it is ,they are helping me come to terms with my past by off loading. Seeing... keep reading →

Dear Joe, I wish you knew how bad you hurt me. I put on a strong face and would never let you see how much I'm hurting because I'm never going to give you the satisfaction of seeing what you did to me. You... keep reading →