'' Seek And You'll Find The Solution '' Poem by Bri Mar

Whenever I fall,
I don't sit and bawl,
I get up and from crying refrain,
If I have to crawl,
I won't let it stall,
My starting all over again.

I abhor self-pity,
I much prefer gritty,
In reality I'm the enemy of strife,
You'll be sitting pretty,
If you remain witty,
It lets you get on with your life.

When times get rough,
I don't take the huff,
I fight my demons head on,
Yes, it gets tough,
But I'll call its bluff,
Before long my troubles have gone.

I don't just survive,
My mind is alive,
I have so many reasons for living,
This gives me the drive,
To go on and thrive,
Not to is so unforgiving.

Keep enemies at bay,
Send them on their way,
Do make your feelings quite clear,
They don't have a say,
Nor hold any sway,
It's you not them who'll feel fear.

True friends will assist,
Help you clear the mist,
Make sure family are second to none,
With them in your midst,
You'll want to exist,
Living is meant to be fun.

For life's abuses,
Don't look for excuses,
Ensure you've a strong constitution,
Ignore the recluses,
Being brave has its uses,

‘' Seek And You'll Find The Solution ‘'