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Daddy I have a bone to pick with you

I went quite mad for a time times three
I traveled deep into my darkness
it was quite terrifying I entered hell at some point
my soul was strangled within me

I write with trepidation now for fear of stirring those foul spirits once more
even now I can feel them circling about searching for a way back in
in the dragon's keep my soul lament

I would walk in nature our creator talked with me every day of my illness
we have a tulip tree that looks like a big wedding bouquet that is too tall for me
I would find myself beneath it imagining it to be a promise---
of the fateful day when I would be his forever and immortally
I would walk communing with nature and we would talk...he brought me comfort

daddy, I have a bone to pick with you...I would shout to the heavens
I would state my grievance and we would wrestle as he did Jacob before me
he wouldn't get upset with me, on the contrary, he welcomed the intelligent
and changeling conversation sometimes he would answer me others he said not now
I would have my answers someday he wanted me to dig in his word
to find myself in his wisdom again

I wonder after his nature
I think of how limitless and vast is space
so beautifully decorated and designed
I wonder when he was first aware of self
was it maddening in the dark or was he at peace...a being of vision
divine prophecy I believe he foresaw my days of pain and doubt

Daddy, I have a bone to pick with you...I love you...let us begin again

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