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Magic from Within
Magic from Within
Magic from Within
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Magic from Within

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This book is about the life of Issabella through her writting of poetry and how she overcame a lot in her life and and she wishes to let others know they are truly not alone.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherBookBaby
Release dateApr 3, 2018
ISBN9781543931266
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    Magic from Within - Issabella Lavon Blair

    anything~

    ~Let The Flames Rise~

    As time goes on, A Fire Storm,

    Is brewing in the Air, you can almost smell it.

    As the wind changes.

    There is Tension, you can feel it Building.

    A fire in the people eyes, is showing.

    These people are like me,

    They refuse to back down,

    Even with the odds against them.

    Soon we are all like, A Phoenix,

    And The flames start to rise.

    We rise from the ashes,

    We all become so much stronger.

    Wiser.

    Smarter.

    We empower ourselves

    and those around us.

    We let the fire storm in us,

    Make us Stronger as we rise like a Phoenix

    And begin to control of our future,

    As we let the flames rise.

    ~Loved Yet Not Forgotten~

    A girl I use to know was loved but not forgotten.

    She was known to speak her mind whenever She felt like it.

    Loved yet not forgotten.

    A young girl cried in the early morning,

    But when her sister stop by it was too late.

    A girl I use to know, a girl that I grew up with.

    I will no longer be able to see but she is loved not forgotten.

    Loved yet not forgotten.

    The young girl leaves us sad about her death

    but she is still loved but will never be forgotten.

    A girl I use to know was always smiling even when she was sad.

    She was always putting others first,

    But I will no longer see her smiling face.

    I will greatly miss her; she is loved but not forgotten.

    ~My First Horse, My Angel in Disguise~

    He came to me on October 16th 2012.

    He was so beautiful walking out of that horse trailer.

    Ever scents he chad into my life, I had

    Felt more at peace.

    My dream had finally come true.

    He was my own horse and angel in disguised.

    Having my own prince charming walk into my life had been a blessing

    I was and still very thankful.

    He was my world and my own angel.

    He was my angel in Disguised.

    He was my prince charming and my entire world.

    He is beautiful as I could let my tears fall.

    I knew he will never leave me or ever hurt me.

    He was my angel in disguise, and was my prince charming.

    He will always be my first horse.

    ~Forever in my heart~

    ~My Personal Hell~

    The pain.

    The harm.

    My home was my hell.

    Created just for me.

    The person I was supposed to trust was punishing me.

    Pain that was all I ever felt.

    When I was there.

    It was my personal hell.

    Someday I'll find the key to the gate.

    When I get my chance I'll make my escape.

    Maybe someday I'll trade my hell for heaven.

    A place unknown to me in life.

    Oh, what a place I would treasure.

    ~Nothing Is Certain~

    If it's one thing I have learned,

    It is nothing is for certain.

    We are not promised tomorrow,

    We are not promised the next ten years.

    Things don't always last forever, things do go wrong.

    Things can go to hell in a hand basket in a blink of an eye.

    You learn over time, sometimes friends become enemies,

    And your enemies become your friends.

    But one thing is for certain,

    Nothing is for certain.

    Things can change overnight.

    So remember to cherish the simple things in life.

    Remember to count your blessings.

    Remember to be thankful.

    Even when it is hard, remember to be strong during hard times.

    You are not Promised tomorrow.

    Nothing is forever Certain.

    Always remember that my dearie.

    ~Once Asked~

    You once asked me

    When I was younger why I refused to cry in front of others.

    I never got to tell you why that was.

    Well here I am at your grave visiting you and I will tell you why,

    You taught me a lot but I never once thought,

    I could ever truly be important enough to anyone.

    You once asked me

    When I was younger what I felt when I was alone.

    Well here I am visiting your grave and I will tell what I felt and why,

    When I was alone I didn’t want to feel anything at all,

    I just wanted to block out all the pain.

    You once asked me

    When I was younger how could I see the truth around me.

    Well here I am visiting your grave and I will tell you why,

    I never really thought about it much,

    I just saw things for what they were.

    You once told me I had gift and I asked you why,

    I never really got to find out what those gifts were,

    But in some way I feel like your showing me the gifts I have were always part of me.

    You always knew the truth

    And I have you to thank because to this day.

    I am learning the secrets that were kept hidden,

    I still visit your grave often as I can.

    I still miss you but your part of me somehow

    And your never forgotten or never too far away.

    ~Painted Black and Blue~

    So It's another fight, and

    Oh, I get painted black and blue.

    You scream at me to keep my mouth shut.

    I simply roll my eyes,

    And speak out, I don't answer to you

    And then the fight starts to get more,

    Daring.

    I get painted black and blue, But

    I hold fast, and stay strong.

    Oh you can do, your best

    To keep me down, oh but I always get back up.

    Oh I hold the fire, Within

    my soul, you can't break me.

    Even when you paint me black and blue.

    Oh when morning light comes,

    I'm still smiling, even with tears pouring down my face.

    You still didn't succeed.

    Nope even those

    I am painted black and blue.

    In time these scars, will tell

    a story, one I hope you know.

    That says, I made it through.

    Even those I get black and blue.

    I still show up,

    When you think I'm out

    For the count.

    Take another glance.

    I pick myself up from, The

    Pain, and will continue to

    Fight,

    Give me your worst, You will

    see, even with

    The pain.

    I still don't break,

    I am not one, to

    Just stand around.

    So when the fighting

    Gets more daring,

    And I'm

    Painted black and blue,

    Know you won't succeed.

    You won't break, what's a part of me.

    ~Scars~

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