Friday, March 6, 2015

Dried Puddles

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tears splash on the bathroom tile.
drip drop, drip drop
they roll down my cheeks
and form a puddle at my feet.

standing in that place was like drowning.
there were voices i couldn't control.
no one would pull me back up,
i was pushed down deeper and deeper.

lies, gossip, ugly words,
those are not what defined me.
beauty is being yourself wholeheartedly
strength is pushing through life’s hardships.

the tears are dry now
and my puddle is no more.
for i have something even better,
God’s love shines in my soul.


  1. Oh Elizabeth, that is so beautiful, it brought tears to my eyes. Sharon x

  2. Beautiful writing and a beautiful picture! You are truly talented :D

    a little bit of sunshine

  3. Gorgeous poem! So beautiful :)
    Grace Anne

  4. Reading thispoem gave me goose bumps! I love the ending :)

    -Blaze Ann

  5. AMEN. GOD'S LOVE FOREVAHHHHHHH. A beautiful poem! <3

  6. Oh Elizabeth, I love this!
    I especially love the truth found in the line, "Lies, gossip, ugly words,
    Those are not what defined me."
    We are defined by who we are in Christ, not by anything that has been said by anyone else, or as a result of anything we have done!


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