(courage Poem) A Hero With A Single Bottle Of Courage. Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

(courage Poem) A Hero With A Single Bottle Of Courage.



Rise up, rise up.
Are you even listening?
Stand up, stand up.
Is there something missing?
Speak up, Just speak up.
For no one can hear you.

Covering your mouth and creating a mere whisper.
Hoping in silence secrets do keep.
Afraid of what it will mean if exposed.
Wash away the dirt, and just come clean.
A point of view.
A mind of your own.
Yes lets explore that.
A chance to make difference.
So what if nobody agrees with you.
Do you really need them too?

Rise up, rise up.
Are you even listening?
Stand up, stand up.
Is there something missing?
Speak up, Just speak up.
For no one can hear you.

Courage in a bottle.
Just down it.
Come on now swallow.
Was that so hard?

It is easier then painting a mask on.
You can't hide the eyes anyway.
And they're what betrays.
The body says one thing while it says another.
Emotionless lies.
Who do you think fooling.
A self reinvention of what is already here.
In the darkness can the heart really disappear?

Rise up, rise up.
Are you even listening?
Stand up, stand up.
Is there something missing?
Speak up, Just speak up.
For no one can hear you.

Courage in a bottle.
Just down it.
Come on now swallow.
Was that so hard?

Courage in a bottle.
That is all it takes.

Rise up, rise up.
Are you even listening?
Stand up, stand up.
Is there something missing?
Speak up, Just speak up.
For no one can hear you.

Courage in a bottle.
Just down it.
Come on now swallow.
Was that so hard?

Courage in a bottle.
That is all it takes.

With what is at stake.
It is understandable to be afraid.
Trust me I know.
I've been there and I'm here right now.
Oh oh oh.
Even if the picture is still
It can still burn.
The fire does not stop just because of you.
It grows with arms reaching out in every direction.
It destroys everything it touches.
What remains is a forgotten desert.
Usually not ventured back into anymore.
Memories of that abyss still eat at my soul.
But we have to move on, continue on and on.
Life is like a ticking time bomb.
You never know when it is really gonna explode.

Just take this courage in a bottle.
And watch the hero you become.

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