I am dancing my dance

The following story is a reflection of feelings when a turn of unexpected events happen.

I am so angry at the people who caused the darkness to fall into my life.
I am disappointed with the people who remained a part of my life for almost 13 years.
I am saddened in all this time there was never a time to doubt.
I am distressed that the new people who came into my life manipulated the old ones into believing I was a bad person.
I am annoyed at the arrogance of the new people who because of their power and resources assume they have the right to destroy a life.
I am hurt by the untruths spread about me from the old people and more so by the little ones who believe the worst.
I am fuming at the manner in which I was not allowed to defend myself and present my facts.

I always believed there were two sides to a story.
Mostly I am irritated by the way I am now cast as a liar, and a fraud.
I find it humiliating that the plot to destroy me was one sided.
I find myself hating the new and the old.
And I am deeply saddened that the man with earthly power is exalted and believed.
There is nobody who came to my defense and brave enough to claim that I am not a bad person.
It is so sad that now I am like the outcast who is rejected by society and marked by the power of the beast.
It is so sad that I stand alone and do not have the authority to state my case.
It is terrible to wake up and know that you are forsaken.
So alone in the world, I stand and wonder if the actions of evil will forever cast me into the pit of hell.
Even though I try to explain there is not one who believes and alone I must go.
I find comfort in the word of God and pray for an opportunity to clear my name
Perhaps I need to bow down in thanksgiving and know that the time will come.
A time to clear the wrong and tell the truth.
A time to show that good is better and evil is wrong.
A time when the truth will sing the praises to the Lord and the evil ones will hang their heads in shame.
I can take revenge and retaliate, but I know the battle is not mine and with patience and thanksgiving I must wait.

For one day victory will be mine.
I am stepping into the sunlight
I am dancing my dance