"After a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul" - Veronica A. Shoffstall
Love is not a monster
But sometimes it blinds us
From seeing the truth in a person
I've once loved a demon
But he wanted to kill me
He didn't care
Let's be real
That was his true intent
Honestly, I was a bit foolish
With every blow I held on tighter
It almost cost me my life
I knew that's what he wanted
Fortunately, he lost
And all the chains were broken
I went through the gate
And developed the courage to let go.
I am now free.
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Issues of the Heart
PoetryOnce upon a time there lived a vicarious demon by the name of love. It sought to overpower you and to take control of everything- what you feel, stand for and believe.
