Love is an alleviation and venom as well,
both can remedy the lonely and make life a living hell.
For those who sustain it, love can provide absolute gladness.
For those who have none it can bring plentiful sadness
Those who earned love believed it was fate,
but the poison erodes trust and leaves nothing but hate.

A remedy once, a poison now, distributing a very tenebrous
and somber shadow upon my soul
Love is venemous and is a death toll.
The healing abilities love contains
is dwarfed by the shadow of love's endless pain,
but the ache in my heart is not likely to wane.

Although the antidote can be injected,
the poison can seep back in undetected.

A potion of love is a potion of death,
it can make new beginnings but beware
it can bring one's last breath.

When love is a remedy it continues to cure,
continues to heal as it continues to lure
but so does it's poison, it somehow endures.
one droplet of love may flow through my heart,
one life may end while another may start.

Those who have lost love can find it once more
and gain the new antidote to their festering sore
My one greatest hope, if God lets it be,
is to find love again and be poison free