# by Elizabeth Diane Daniel

By Raja's Insight on February 6, 2019 • ( 0 )

Beady eyes

Whispers

Waiting for me to fail

Miss a beat

Drop a chord

The spotlight can burn holes in the heart sometimes

Yet I’m addicted to the sounds

Driven by passion

Even when I don’t necessarily believe in myself

Driven by the applause

Even when I don’t understand why they like me

Do they really like me?

Or am I a trend?

One thing’s for certain though

It’s the people standing with me at the end that matter

At the end when the music fades

Excerpt from the book Depths of The Soul

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About the Author

From a very young age, Elizabeth knew she was meant to be a writer. Around 8 or so, she started with little poems inside birthday cards. As years went by, poetry became her safe haven in a world full of chaos and beauty. Through written words, she found her voice. A voice according to doctors, she was never supposed to have. Today at 34, she still re- reads those poems from the early days. Now housed on her bookshelf in old binders.

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