Why must it be pain or nightmares?
Or both?

Why can...

I complain a lot.
The small things hurt.

But You, You are bigger than these things.
Bigger than my hopes, my dreams and pain.
Father...please.
I'm in so much pain.
My body hates me, my mind and soul are so confused...

Hold me in Love.
Please.
Now and forever.

Such exhausted and pain filled irritation...

"I firmly believe people have hitherto been a great deal too much taken up about doctrine and far too little about practice. The word doctrine, as used in the Bible, means teaching of duty, not theory. I preached a sermon about this. We are far too anxious to be definite and to have finished, well-polished, sharp-edged systems - forgetting that the more perfect a theory about the infinite, the surer it is to be wrong, the more impossible it is to be right."
-George MacDonald