Powers and Principalities - Hate mail for demons

Dear addiction,
it's been seven years give or take since
I last ran you into a corner and faced
you down while you sucked the will
to live from your victim,
you stank of fear then.
I winked and walked away.

Dear despair,
you tried your best to pursue me across
an ocean and you had every chance
for a killing blow.
But you failed.
That's gotta hurt.

Dear denial,
hows tricks? you suck...
you really are pathetic.
Not much else to say really.

Dear self harm,
nice try sucker, loser, failure.
Better luck next time.

Dear desolation and your mate self pity,
you are powerless over me,
run while you can.

Dear fear,
not a bad end game.
Masterful really.
Such a pity you lack substance or worth.

Dear doubt,
go find a life.
You are beneath me.

Dear indecision,
yea, good moves,
pity deceit got in on your game.
Lies always unravel in the end,
and you faded so fast there at the end.
Pretty ordinary really.

Dear revenge,
I'll admit you and I danced a lot.
The music stopped six months ago
and you are still dancing like a fool.
Is that all you've got?

Dear resentment,
I can sense you at 500 meters,
don't even bother trying.

Dear depression,
I see your dog every waking moment now.
He's pretty gutless really.
He can't even touch me while I sleep.
Useless.

Dear disease,
you pack a nice right hook.
I guess it riles you
I've learned to duck aye?

Dear illness,
pfft. whatever.
Three score and ten sucker,
less injury time I guess.

Ma te wa.

I'm coming back. I'm coming home. I'm coming armed.

For my true friends the survivors,
the soldiers, the victorious, the brave,
the meek, the steadfast, the achievers,
the humble, the wonderful, the glorious,
the saved, I'll be with you again soon
and I'm sorry I went away,
we just had to go.

James deserved to be raised insulated
and removed from our war until he
was strong and safe.
That was our decision and I stand firm by it.
Kia Kaha, I'll be with you soon, I promise.

This time I fight to the death,
and if it is the will of my Higher Power
I will be standing steadfast at the very end.

I'm not coming to make friends.
I'm coming to lay waste to all that harmed
me and harmed those that I love,
and they are so, so many.
And I'll love them free and saved if only I can.
And I'll never, never surrender.
You see they all picked the wrong man.

A warrior.

Ephesians 6:10-18