Do you really want a drink......

This cup shall not pass, so I consume it, for the content is what I must become.
Picked when my season comes,
crushed and bruised being drained of all my content only to be shut in and fermented by the sting of the beaten just received.
We were not meant to be consumed by our cup, but to consume it and stand with it in us carrying it around till it is time to lay it down and say that it is finished.
Some call me crazy for drinking the cup full of sorrow & pain for the sake of expressing true love.
But, those were my instruction, that was the example given, and there has not been a greater one since.
Cheers, bottoms up, Ohpa.......
Here goes everything
Pray I can keep it down.