Melancholy

Is it strange that my soul feels tired of it all? I've always felt that my soul, my spirit is not new to life, like it has already gone through this before; seen it all, done it all...maybe not in this lifetime, but lifetimes past (I know, I'll probably be excommunicated if any Catholic reads this, ha!). Maybe in another place and time in another shell of a body...but this same old, weary soul...and now it's just waiting. Longing for what's to come next. To finally be where it's meant to be. Finally go back HOME, to its source, to where it all begun, to where the soul feels safe and truly happy.
Every passing second I (my soul) longs for it more and more. And it gets harder to control the melancholy that's dying to come out and scream to the world that I don't belong here, on this earth, with this pain and hate and ugliness that surrounds us all day by day. That melancholy is what connects me back "home", where I belong with the rest of that energy that I feel is taken from me little by little, day by day. But I do feel it still, I feel something, someone protecting me from afar, because I'm a little piece of that whole.
But I must say, I am TIRED. I've seen enough, I feel I've experienced too much of this earth and what it has to offer. Yes, I have seen so much beauty and felt and experienced love. I've also seen and felt too much of the bad...the people who make this place such a terrible experience. I've had enough of the demons tearing and tormenting the souls trying to do good. I am tired of seeing horrible things happen to good souls! and for what? For what? I'm starting to think it will finally take over it all..the evil, just take over everyone and everything, and all the good would have been in vain...