Courage in a Bottle


He preys on the innocent and sweet

Those who look to be vulnerable and weak

Self-hatred consumes his majestic creation  

Meltdown, toasty sensation

To kill and destroy

These presences he calls his toys

Not understanding why, we leave

The roaring & screaming, believe

He spends his days, until the sun rise

Dawn comes, he is never surprised

Consumption creates doubt, fear yet again

Promising abyss for all, never an end

Much Love Much Life

Author: Joy

I am Joy I am content I am patient I am love I am free, fabulous and fit. I am all these things and so much more. I am struggle I am hopelessness I am sad I am endurance I am a warrior I am a princess I am my Father's daughter I am a survivor of loss of hurt of pain. I am encouragement I am influence I am Joy.

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