Plethora in Poetry

Hate
Love
Depression
And Happiness
Coalesce a hybrid of emotions
Intensifying poetry
Written in my blood

The truth
Has nothing to do with
The fallacies you believe
Forcing your thoughts on me
For my Queen and I
Will recreate the world
From the depths of the sea

She is a rare heavenly body
Erotic and toxic
A mind-bending spell
That relieved my hate
As she soaks inside
And takes away
That prison I used to create

Now
I must vanish into the mist
And I hope to come back
So our love does not forget
The memories and times
We shared
Molded into one
Under the stars
That protects us from above