01101: Spirit

By: Pat Adams

Spirit, torture me not! I see your horrible grin on me at my pained suffering. Talk to me, explain to me the perverse pleasure you are having at my plight. Why do you love my pain, why are you such a horrible sadist? I have never done anything to you, never even known you exist, but now you come to me in my dreams, fill them with horrible nightmares. But I can't remember them when I wake in a cold sweat. I have brief flashes of the dreams through my day, horrible wounds imagined, painful tasks never completed. You are the bane of my existence, and I have no idea why you trouble me so. Why is my sleep such a target? What would a single pleasant dream do to you that you are so terrified of? Spirit, I call you now, come before me, talk to me, hear my pleads for mercy. Spirit, come to me now, appear before me to take my council. Spirit, forgive me whatever wrong I have committed, give me the release from agony you give me. Can't your preternatural gifts be used to help me? Why is your power so focused on causing angst in me? Spirit! Stop this cruelty, this inhumanity! It hurts so much, your unexplained malice. Why do you keep me wondering so? Spirit, I call upon you to stop your savageness!


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