Michelle Rainey (9/17/93)

Dear Devil, you think you can make me enemies with myself
I will laugh when you tell me I’m not good enough
I will laugh when you tell me I’m a loser, unloved
I will laugh when you tell me I’m a hideous sight
I will laugh when you tell me I’m foolish or dumb
I will laugh when you tell me I have no future
I will laugh when you tell me I fail at life
And while I’m on the floor laughing, gasping for breathe
I will say, Devil, look in the mirror
You’re the one burning in Hell
One day the joke will be on you
I pity you, Devil, because unlike you, what I say is true
Dear Satan, you think you can win me over
Bring on the drugs, I prefer to stay clean
Bring on the alcohol, I prefer to stay sober
Bring on the sex, I prefer not to be stuck with a child or STD
Bring on the perfect models, I prefer to stay healthy and real
Bring on the stolen luxury, I prefer have a clean record
Bring on the ridiculing teenagers, I prefer to be the mature one
Bring on the messed up families, I prefer to not let others affect my course
Bring on the hardships in life, I prefer to look at the bright side
My strength comes from the Lord, the one you couldn’t win over
And while one of my feet is crushing you in victory, gasping for breathe
I will say, Satan, look in the mirror
You’re the one burning in Hell
One day, all the hardships will be forced upon you
I pity you, Satan, because unlike you, what I say is true
Dear God of Evil, Spirit of Hate, you have wronged many
I have friends who have died due to drinking or drugs
I have friends who have died by their own hand
I have friends who have died of disease, or natural causes
I have friends who have once been forced to be sex slaves
I have friends who have had children
I have friends who have had miscarriages
I have friends who have been abused physically, sexually, and mentally
I have friends who have had the father of their child shot in the head
I have friends who have had guns pointed at their head
I have friends who have messed up their life due to drinking and/or drugs
I have friends who have been hurt just because of you
And while I am crying, gasping for breathe
I will say, God of Evil, Spirit of Hate, look in the mirror
You’re the one burning in Hell
One day you will be in such a pain it will be 100x greater than these
I pity you God of evil, Spirit of Hate, because unlike you, what I say is true
Dear Lucifer
You try to make me
Too late, God finished the job
You try to break me
Too late, God made me out of iron
You try, and you try, and you try
And I laugh, and I fight, and I cry
And then I smile
Because I know where I’m going
And that place is way better than where you’re forever trapped
You’re the one who is eternally suffering
You’re the one burning in Hell
One day I will be in Heaven, full of peace and of joy
And you will still be burning in Hell, full of hate and of pain
I pity you, Lucifer, because unlike you, what I say is true
Sincerely,
Me

P.S. I was lying when I said I pitied you