I heard another knock on the door,
So I opened it again.
I was met by the icy stare of the Reaper;
So I proceeded to let him in.
Death took a seat next to Lucifer,
By Heartbreak and Deceit.
Now that all the demons are here,
They’re ready to compete.
First Heartbreak stands up,
And splits open my scars.
Then Deceit interrupts,
To remind me, how she cheats.
I offer up my forgiveness,
And she falls-down in defeat.
Then a cloud of smoke arises,
And when it clears, they’re all gone.
Now I can heal my wounds.
But even though,
I have won the battle for today;
I know another one, is not far-away.
I just hope next time,
To look through the peephole,
Before opening-wide that door!
Concept By: Solomon © 2019 (edited by: ElRoy)
“One of the problems is that a lot of toxic relationship habits are baked into our culture. We worship romantic love—you know, that dizzying and irrational kind. Men and women are encouraged to objectify each other and to objectify their romantic relationships. Thus, our partners are often seen as achievements or prizes rather than someone to share mutual emotional support.”