open letter to God from Adam

dear God
i
started to pen this letter realizing that you already know what its going to say.
i recognize in your omnipotence you probably already have an answer planned
but before you say a word
let me explain.

you have never been alone
even in creations you said “let us”
you dont know what its like to feel the weight of the world on your shoulders
and not have anyone to just talk to
i mean i know i could have talked to you before it all happened but you created existence and sometimes i just wanted to vent
sometimes i wanted to yell
sometimes i wanted to sit in silence and be just adam

but you created me with a purpose
and in my purpose driven life there were times where i couldnt find my way
times where i seemed confused by it all
times where i was realized yes i may be created in your image but i am only a man

now i wasnt going to run away from my duties
because thats not being a man
but there were times when you werent looking that i would hide my face and  cry
i would walk by the banks of the Euphrates and question your perfection
i would ask myself what kind of God is this that would give companionship to everything else
but the one being that was created in his image
he created alone

i was alone
and in my most tender moments
you
recognized my sorrow
and created perfection

you see, i
well i was flawed
my entire existence was created in chaos
loved by you but even at my inception the angels plotted my demise
jealous of the pedestal that you placed me on
i was the only thing that separated the yin from the yang

and while both sides were pulling at my soul
there was she
perfection perfectly personified
she was more than a help meet, she was my soul mate, my friend
i knew from moment that we met that we were destined to be great
but only if we found greatness together
i was king
because you gave me dominion over everything but you knew i couldnt do it alone
so you gave me she
and together we were a kingdom

but then she fell
because i failed
i failed to give the same direction to her that you gave to me
i failed to tell her how it felt to be alone
i failed to be her protector when that puck ass serpent convinced her to fall

but God here is what i need to explain
you may think that i made a mistake
you may think that my fall from grace was just a lapse in judgement
you may think that my decision to disobey the one rule that you gave me was not a calculated thought

but you see she
was my soul mate
she was my friend
she
was my rib
so when she failed
we failed
together

now God
you may think that i didnt think this through
but i
i
i refused to do this alone
again

i refuse to walk the face of the earth
searching for something that i had already found

i refuse to let her die alone
because i failed
to protect her
so God
this is what i really need you to understand
i am only a man
flawed in my existence but created in your image
and perfected in my queen

and i just didnt want to do this alone

your first son
Adam

dear new guy

dear new guy
i probably should have taken the time to learn your name
but it seems like time our has run out
the moment i saw you
walking hand in hand with my girl-friend
excuse me
ex girlfriend
i just assumed that your name was douche bag
but for the purpose of this letter i will call you phil

so
dear phil
fuck you

where as you probably didnt even know that she already had a boyfriend
it is hard for me to hate a woman that i vowed to love forever
she and i had talked about forever
so i easily misplace my anger on you
the stranger that is holding the same hand that i wanted to place a ring on

i never thought that forever had an expiration date

i thought that she and i were like water
so as long as we were never stagnant
we were good
for something

but then came
you
phil
fuck you phil
you were worn on her smile like the end of a good book
she was a happy ending
written in a true story that we were penning daily
but our days became shorter
our nights became restless
her smile
began to attach itself to text messages and private phone calls

we
stopped doing us
because she needed to do her
said she wanted time alone
but her alone time
had her returning home smelling like unnoticeable fragrances
i once even mentioned it in conversation
and she said
it must have been something at the mall

phil she hates shopping
fuck you phil

but i
wrote that off like a one time event
but events are just one night like the superbowl or wwe raw
and this became her life
her lie became her life
you became her life

so here i sit
pistol in my lap
pen in my hand
re-writing my story
re-telling my ending

wondering if she will be just as shocked when she sees me
as i was when i saw you
holding the last hand that i thought i would ever hold

phil
i hope
they read this at my funeral
i hope she cries
i hope that one day
she sees that she killed me for you
and you
you will be holding hands with some other woman
and she will be screaming

i hate you
fuck you phil