Dear Daddy,

Dear Daddy,                           It's been bout a year since you've called, and bout six month's since I've called. I think our game of pretend has finally played itself out. I long to be honest with you, you've never broken me, none of you have. You simply fractured my mind into a fierce army of 4+1.                   I despise you and, strangely enough, love you as well. I don't allow it to burn to ash everything around me. I am at peace with these warring feelings.                                                                                                                  My soul is haunted and barren. My spirit, ah yes, my spirit hasn't been even scratched. She soars, dodging Cupids and Storks.                                                                   Your eighty-five now, soon you'll be banished by the very God you've hidden behind. I only wish you a bit of peace in this world. I'm comforted with the knowledge you'll never find oasis in the desert of flames.      So, we bid you farewell, and soon enough, safe travels.            Despise and Love,                          Your special little girl.