Tonight as the seconds tick by and the dim light from the lamp in the corner reflects off my glaring eyes I write scorned and a man on fire.  My heart is absolutely utterly enraged at the coward that has haunted my life.  Enough is enough, too long have your actions rained down on my life and the people I hold precious, too long have you challenge the will of those that have triumphed over you.  Enough is enough and we get your fucking point! 

I come to you tonight eyes watered with emotion of anger that pulses through my veins as I try to grasp once again what the hell you want.  Again, as many times before I ask WHY.  To strike once I can understand.  You have filled our life with a flame of passion that fuels our every action and you have broken the mold to unveil the idols you have carved.  But twice!!!  I ask, idiotically, ignorantly, angrily and spitefully, Why the FUCK do you feel the need to come back.  Leave her alone, show her your purpose and get the hell out of our lives.  You bend and you bend always trying to break the soul of your carrier but tonight I beg you to stop.  I beg because you are not tangible, if you were I'd come down on you with an evil that Lucifer himself would fear!  So tonight I beg...on both knees, stop.  Let her go.

She is strong and has put you in your place once before, I ask...Did you not learn your lesson the first time around?  To come back for more is a cowardly act and one of desperation.  She doesn't fear you, nor the pain, or death for that matter.  So I ask how does it feel.  How does it feel when someone is able to smile at the face of death?  How less of a creature do you feel because she is able to laugh while filled with such pain.  I ASK YOU, how does it feel to be so fucking weak!!!  We are not weak; she is not weak so I ask that you move on. 

Move on to those souls that ironically need you in their life.  Move on to share your harsh but priceless knowledge.  You are no longer welcome here.

On Both Knees, 

Preston Presnell
Founder, LifeLinkage.Com