A bundle of solicited joy

I find courage in pain. the thought of no flames I'm just talking, no deep rooted words, it's really no hawking. I typed this poem to talk about my courage, I never knew I had the drive to face my fear until I found a reason. it's not a thought it's just a feeling. an intense feeling. but its ok, I feel pain but it is ok. lost have actualize my acuity on life. and it's ok. joy only come from the pain that is inflicted to see another smile. it's the only time you would bear the lashes of fate and life . it is what it is