Category : Poems

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It’s hard sometimes to see your inner self or  recognize what lies within
They are gifts hidden deep below your skin 
We rarely use it or even if we know it's there
But it is waiting to be called when you face a major fear
They also go by different names but their work is all the same
It’s inner strength that you retain when tragedy appears
The only way to bring it up is use your mental switch 
You have to wait and concentrate- be calm 
through all the tears
This is no kind of wonder drug
It’s something we are given
Designed to work with other gifts 
When challenge threatens living
There are no rules they are our tools to use them when we must
If they work well you can break the spell
And rise up from the dust