The waves crash down around you on this beach.
Those electric cracked, gray skies reflecting your lost dreams.
Where you’re at, is a crossroads of thought.
The sorrows set in; your next step might be your last.
Soaked in salt; your dignity lost, you approach.
Your voice is strong, but your heart is weak.
I watch you hide behind those circled blue sunglasses,
The ones that make your tears look all that more beautiful.
He left you, a single parent caring for a table of two,
But He left you a hole that you can’t fill with…
So, you’ve been cradling that Bible for 14 months now,
Your eyes run the pages, but your heart’s dropped the race.
Let the water rush over you and take up your pain,
Isn’t that why you came here in the first place?
Can you forgive yourself for the sins that you
Did not commit, but the ones he made you feel?
Oh Elizabeth, put down your bible.
Don’t let your year be measured from Romans to Romans.
Oh Elizabeth, put down your bible.
I know he broke your heart, but does he get to take your life.
Oh Elizabeth, put down your bible.
Know and take solace, for your journey is mine and we do it together.
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