Catch 22

Once I loved him, I truly did, with an abundance obtaining overflow.

However, I too had realized that it was time for me to grow.

The difficulty tripled it seemed, every time i resisted his hold;

Much like the calling of a golfer's "fore!", he pretty much had me sold.

I travelled down his constant road as quick as five o'clock at a place of employment;

Much like six figures deposited into the bank, he provided me with much enjoyment.

In the bliss of it all, I missed the point, and his motives that made him driven;

I was to busy in seventh heaven to watch the warning signs that had been given.

Just like Eve who disobeyed and ate from the forbidden tree;

I resembled a nine year old who accepted no fault, just proclaimed 'It wasn't me!"

I was lured in, captivated, I mean this entity was a perfect ten;

Just like Psalms 11, I was a bird, but fled to the wrong mountain.

The view of him was like a 12 pack beverage on a midday sun in the south;

However, in the back of my mind I knew his capabilities given word of mouth.

He turned on me, much like Friday the 13, everything seemed to go wrong.

Yet I stayed with him, instead of saying "That's a plenty!"- just like the 1914 song.

Like a sweet sixteen, excited enough, we started together on a new threshold;

However, just as soon as sorry set in, like a seventeen magazine he held lies within the same stronghold.

Again and again, I traveled back to him because I, like an 18 year old felt I was grown;

With assumed originality I kept on, much like the 19th states first fighter-plane flown.

Unlike Ms. Houston, I felt like the 20 dollar bill, with the way he treated me;

However, just like blackjack's 21, you don't know if you've won until you flip and see.

I changed my path and way of thinking, when I found a new man that was real and true;

So, why does both look so alluring to the eye? I can't have both--- A Christian's Catch 22.

The pen just had to testify!