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Happy

Hello my name is (insert name here)
I'm XX years old and I'm happy
My life isn't easy and its full of experiences you wouldn't think I've had. In fact, my getting to this age is a miracle I believe. I've ran for my life, swung fists for others and pride. Felt love and warmth from parents, partners, offspring and sometimes I find that I love myself. I've gotten so messed up I don't remember getting messed up, I've cried until I've slept only to wake up and start crying all over again. I've seen the sun rise and it set and took it for granted, I've seen the seasons change and appreciate every stage of the life of a tree. I've climbed metaphorical and literal mountains and soared through the skies on the wings of a plane or the wings of emotion. I've lost friends, they took a piece of me with them, and forever the missing piece is a reminder. I've kissed the most beautiful spouse to be on my wedding day and stared at them when signing for our divorce. Ive seen the world and learnt everyone is the same but not everyone deserves to be heard. Ive seen hate for no reason, and care come from the most unexpected places.
My life is not over yet and I don't plan for it to end soon, but when its time for me to go ill be ready and welcome the next stage with open arms. Ive done all the things I can for me and I can safely say that the pain, heartaches, the loss, the joys, the laughter, the tears, the smiles, the intimacy, the contact, the conversations, the arguments and everything else in-between has left me well and truly, happy
Yours sincerely,
(Insert name here)
XX years old

{An open letter to yourself from yourself, i hope this is the letter you'd send.}

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Tentative Questions With Definite Answers

It was today, that wasn't so good for me.
multiple decades possibly washed away.
family means everything but i'm a terrible brother.
a horrendous friend who ran from life once lived.
to pastures green and new.
when all that was left behind was those who needed me.
and now I feel needed more than before i left.
there's a guilt there, no there's nothing I could've done it was out of my hands.
but a guilt that i'm so distant in every way unable to even sit down and help pass the time.
the pressure is building on me, don't get me wrong in myself I'm happy and I'm fine, but in others I just want to be there even just for a day.
Just let me find a way back home be the brother I once was and live a life I left behind so long ago, even just for a day.

(D.G S.J L.W K.R)

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Fathers Day

I don't get this day

Everyday is Father's day

I dont need a card

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I Am Floating

I find myself floating. How did I get here?
Is this the sea? An ocean? A lake? Or just in a swimming pool?
My hands are submerged my eyes are closed the feeling engulfs me.
I feel everything around my fingers and also nothing at all.
I am a cloud, I am the wind but I'm aware the weight I bear on this floating body.
Every sensation is flowing through me, I feel lighter than air.
Do I dare open my weary eyes? Will the light that will fill my vision burn my sights?
Im comfortable, here forever i could be. 
Like a reed in the water, the great and sorely missed man once told me.
Here is where the pain subsides, here I am weightless. Even my mind bears no heaviness
Let me stay here, let my body become one with this body holding me.
I have become the water engulfing me, I disappear slowly beneath.
The birds sing and the breeze whistles along too. The crashing waves are my clapping audience hope you have enjoyed this show.
Forever we are connected you and I
For you are the sky and now I am the water below.

(Dont look too much into this, I wrote it when relaxing in the bath feeling aware of how my body felt under the water while listening to pink Floyd haha)

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It Doesn'T Change You

we always knew, we always knew that you weren't what they would consider as "normal".
But I was stubborn and refused to admit what I knew and when we got the first results back that didn't say anything i was ready move on.
But your mother, God bless her wouldn't accept this answer and knew they were wrong. She would always doubt herself and question if she was doing the right thing, did you know that?
So we kept waiting for the next time and found an expert for assessing little girls, then we got the answer we were looking for.
It doesn't change you, i don't understand why people are so scared of their kids having it, my daughter is so beautiful and caring even if she isn't "not like the other kids" good! I dont want her to be anything other then herself.
We found out through all of this I'm the same as her, we both think the same way. Maybe that's why I refused to admit it, maybe I'm just like all the other parents who have that fear.
It doesn't change you and it doesn't change how much we love you, please don't forget this in the hard times ahead.

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Curve Ball

Each night the dream is the same, just the actors change. Sometimes in the middle of the scene. I yell cut but the only thing stopped is my part in this nocturnal show.
Tonight it seems the script is changed but an all star cast runs the stage. My only job is to play audience throw the roses shout "bravo!" Standing ovation, we know how it goes. But as I go to throw sweet smelling appreciation, the ending has changed this kiss between lovers has been changed to a kiss between romantic interest and rival for everything our hero wishes to be. Woah, woah, woah I cry, they can't hear me. The kiss is too passionate to let sounds penetrate its imaginary walls. Where's our hero? Where's the star of the show? He's out back smoking and weary of doing the same performance night in night out. It was his idea, all of this was his doing and his actions have caused this uncomfortable and unwanted ending. I stand in the rows of seats, bouquet waiting to be thrown, to shower the new happy couple with petals and fill their own world in a shade of beautiful red. I drop the flowers on the floor, I walk out the door. I wake up... tonight I just know the dream will be the same again.

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Bumper

Can I introduce you to the reason of unreasonable actions? Can I show you the cause of my apprehension? I don't think it will end the way we thought it would. I could set the scene; Bon Iver and an ice cold g&t, lost deep in my mind I'm trying out every outcome of telling you everything. And I've got to say there's more bad endings than good, does that mean I shouldn't do it? I think thats what it means right? Tipping the scales they call it.
Children asleep in their beds each with their 3 blankets, the oldest so she feels safe and secure, the younger because she wants to be like her older sister so much it's beautiful to see. I wish you could see it, I wish I could tell you how much pride they bring me. I'm loved but sometimes I just feel alone, I used to think being alone was ok, now I can tell you that's not what I want. Creature fear has just begin to play, one of my favorite songs. I'm still not any closer to what I think i should do. My brain is a traffic jam of things to do its bumper to bumper and you're the lights that decide the flow, and you're currently on red. What's your favorite thing to do? Where in the world would you like to see? Is there anything you'd like to ask me? I'm ready to tell you everything you want to know.
I guess that answers my question, I'm ready to take the risk and even with the tipped scales against me I'll no longer be apprehensive and be honest and true. The lights turning green again, traffic is moving at a steady pace. Time to change the music to something else. But I dont know what, any suggestions?

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Nice To Meet You, I Miss You

My chest hurts, this is new. It's not painful in that way it just aches.
My eyes burn, this feeling I know. The tears are forming
I think I know what's happening, I know what to call this feeling but that cant be right... can it?
You'd think I'm crazy, and I'd agree with you. Oh God I'm laughing at my stupidity.
Are you laughing too? Where are you? What are you doing now? Am I even a passing thought?
There is nothing about this i would say is normal. But what in this life ever is?
Am i around too much? Or not there enough and you'll forget me?
Stop it no more questions now. You'll only make yourself worse i tell myself.
Hows the weather where you are? WHAT DID I JUST TELL MYSELF?!
OK, OK calm down, play it cool. If they want to talk they'll message me first.
Wait! They just said my name?? Wow, I wasn't expecting that, now I'm shaking.
I spend my day thinking of a great way to say hi, got nothing! Keep trying later.
This is crazy, so crazy. This feeling can't be it doesn't make sense, well except maybe you.
The first time I saw the smile, I was there and I don't know about you but I've seen a lot and I know a smile that warms up everything around them. Your smile is a sun it brightens my day... too much?
Doesn't change anything though, I'm sure you're used to it. I'm sure you're over it. So whats one more random face to say something they think they know?
I hope you feel the same, it will hurt if you don't, would hurt a lot.
But it won't kill me, I'm made of stronger stuff than being paper thin... please don't say no.
No stop it! Read the room read the emotions in the air, you're a smart person you'll know if its right to do it.
Maybe I'll get doves and play their favorite song on the guitar when I do it... I can feel my reflection staring judgments at me in the mirror. OK, OK I won't do that. Let's keep going as we are now.
I hope this ache doesn't get worse and I hope I don't have too many hot tears in my eyes. But I kind of like this feeling its been so long since the last time.
Oh theres one final thing I want to say to you before I go away to come back another day.
"Nice to meet you, I miss you"
... you're an idiot what does that even mean? You're so uncool you're- they're laughing, they think its a joke.
Then I meant what I said.

(This is for anyone who becomes silly and argue with their own emotions)
(You're all special and just know I love you)

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Im On Fire

please don't come near me
Because I'm on fire
Dont look surprised my baby
Youre the reason my skin burns so intensely
The ache inside that you leave me
The pulsing sensation that you gifted me is my burden to bear
Let my breathing be still let me inhale the air around us
Lock this moment in time the second I knew 
that my answer was you
I've never loved in a way that it hurts to be happy
You are a mystery on my emotions feelings never felt before
A constant burst of energy flows through me
The days shine brighter than the sun
You're so far away but I see you so close
I wish you see me the way I see you
But please don't come near me
Because you're the reason I'm on fire

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See This

See this, see everything I've thought for the past forever.
See here, the decay happens quicker when its out in the air.
See me, I'm looking straight into your eyes while you finish this.
See the ending, its always coming its always coming but I'm not there.
See the beginning, the last time we were the truth of identity.
See the sleeping giants, they who decide what happens every step of the way.
See potential, another excuse for people to tell us we didn't end up what we could be.
See this, for this is the end of my tale regarding things that are and shouldn't even be.
See this and see it now.
As you see my back for the final time

(Lot of frustration and anger in writing this, need the venting to move past it. I'm sure I'm not the only one who does something like this)