The dark heart's chalice won't drown the pure heart's majestic gleam

Dear Reader,

It's 4 am and I woke up because of a very horrific nightmare

I gulped down a glass of water than I dragged my feet to the 

bathroom to pee...now all my sleep is gone...

so I wrote a poem to suck and spit the poison of

an evil curse sent intentionally to harm

although aside from making me down

it only showed me that I am on the correct path

and reminded me to shine more brighter... 

A lure, broken reanimation of a toxic dream 

An ill intent, evil spell came to hunt you down

Bare bone, sickly malice, cowardly low beam

A shattered life, yelling of a stabbed innocence's scream

The dark heart's chalice won't drown the pure heart's majestic gleam

                                                                King H. Ironson

(Photograph: JoshuaWoroniecki - Pixabay)

NOTE: 

I knew something was off!

evil show its signs

before the

attack.

Still shining on.

just a dark

reminder of where you have pulled 

yourself from!

be proud of your

achievements!

LUCK

BEAM

BUCK

LEAM

MUCK

KEAM

BUCK

LUCK

BEAM

LUCK

BUCK

LUCK