LETTER FROM LOVE
To Whom It May Concern; There are times when I look at you; I see the wounds this cruel world has left on you, and in you. I see the pain of disappointment reflected in your eyes, the coldness of abandonment and disillusion that has replaced the warmth which was once in your heart. I see the child, angry and self destructive, wanting to hurt whatever crosses its path, as he has been hurt. I hear the haunting wail of a child’s voice wanting to be loved, protected, and looked at as worthy. I... Sign in to see full entry.