The bravest thing Ellie Holcomb More than rubies
Things in my life seem to scare me and have me in a corner
Am I brave to lay my heart bare, to put it all out the things that I never thought I’d share
Am I brave to remember the trials God has let me experience and remember His love
Am I brave to reminisce, about the things I don’t want to remember, but they shaped me
Am I brave for sharing my feelings, because others may be hurting as well
Am I brave for caring so deeply to get my heart on paper
Am I brave for saying I am broken, and in need of a new heart
Am I brave when I cry myself to sleep on my pillow, because it hurts to be so real
Do I feel fake when I try to hide what it is I am feeling
Do I feel a burden because I feel like I am bottling up my emotions
Do I feel like I have a story to share, or am I afraid that no one would care
Sometimes I have to be brave, because my soul is hurting
Am I brave to acknowledge that I am the reason that my Savior died
Am I brave to tell a story of my redemption when some people can never believe it
My soul has hurt for so long, that it is time for me to write my story
My heart on paper, is the real thing because God has carried me through so much