Sick souls

It saddens me some people are so unhappy that they attack others. Why do they  feel the need to take so much from someone that has nothing. Greed, it sickens me, people, politics, never finding satisfaction. Their pain, suffering, and anger is not blame worthy. They feed on destruction, sin brews within their hearts. They are  threatened by anyone seeking truth or filled with passion.

Dear........

I'm so done with angry people, I'm so done with lazy, I'm so done with those that are full of venom & gossip justifying their actions of hate towards others. If you lie within the bed of Satan, expect hell. I'm done, I will not look back, it's burned like a permanent tattoo within my mind of what & where I've come from. I'm so ready for this change, for this rain, to be made new.....to see the fullness of life! Your words cannot & will not hold me down or keep me back. I'm moving on, settling my debt, released from your death grip. I'm not sad nor mad, I will not satisfy you with harsh words or physical violence. Your speech is yours to keep, it has no power over me. Thank you for the time, thank you for the lessons learned through your bitter actions & gifts with strings. All I have left to say is: "goodbye, go back to where you came from or keep walking towards that door....you don't have far to go from where I see you standing." Let it go, let her go, no holding back anymore! 2015 is full of positive, inspiring, motivating, captivating moments that unfortunately you will never see. Not because I choose so, yet because you do. You will continue to sit there in your own misery, lying to yourself daily that anything different is wrong. Continue to slowly poison yourself and anyone that will listen or take pity upon you. As you devote yourself to depression, you are killing your soul with stains of pain. Focusing only on yourself, feeding the monster of destruction and screaming there is no other way! Look behind you already, so you may turn into the pillar of salt as if you were Lot's wife in the Bible. She knew what she was told not to do, but she did it anyway.
I no longer can sleep under your roof of condescending thoughts and accusations. I love you too much to let you walk over me and mold me to be just like you. I love you enough to do as you ask and leave. I love you.....yet understand that I will never be enough. I don't take it personal because you never took the time and saw the beauty or value of yourself. Projection isn't the answer; but listening to me is ridiculous? For the first time, in forever, as if before the evil that was stroked upon me as a wee child, I embrace peace that I can not describe. I can only pray that one day, your walls will decay, so you may feel the same. So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, adieu to you.