Love What Is It? Poem by Dezerth Lerexia

What the hell is it?
Love is an element,
a source of power,
a source of knowledge.
Love can sometimes be a game,
a joke.
Love can sometimes be a weapon,
a source of,
effect of,
sorrow of,
pain of,
blood.
Love has many wonders,
many paths,
many roads and sometimes dead ends.
Now begins your second phase of,
pain,
anger,
wondering,
arguing,
damage,
fighting,
crying,
turning back.
For those who go back now wind up empty handed, both phases of love left behind once again. So what good was it for?
It can be very little.
The gain of,
Knowledge,
regret,
a second try,
a new meathod,
another motive,
a new try,
sorrow,
loss,
or death.
What good was it for?

*This poem is old and it sucks, enjoy it lol.*