Marriage

Her tears bled through her makeup

Sitting across me in a mess of chaotic pleasure

Her jeans in tatters and hair a little bit rough

Sobs escaping and face only getting redder

Is this what i stand for at this day and age

To hear the pleas of another forsaken soul

If only she could know what was written on the next page

With empathy so bountiful since i never grow

“It’s all my fault, I should've done more”

Muttering such accusations in bursts of outpours

A husband so lustful he left her alone

To bear the world by herself with her heart on the phone

I was once like her with a man that was poison

A waste of power that i regret was chosen

It has been years and i know my own worth

So I insight the woman in the sanctity of the hearth

It is never your fault, you are the victim

The man you married should be ridden

For I am marriage and i know whats best

It is no lie that your heart is in distress

But rest assured you are more

For i am your marriage counselor

The advocate of your life

The queen of the heavens

I am Hera