shadows

My shadows,

Shedding skin and Ive been picking scabs again.
Im down digging through my old muscles,
Looking for a clue.

Ive been crawling on my belly, clearing out what couldve been.
Ive been wallowing in my own confused and insecure delusions.
For a piece to cross me over or a word to guide me in.
I wanna feel the changes coming down.
I wanna know what Ive been hiding in

My shadow.
Change is coming through my shadow.
Ive been picking my scabs again.

Ive been crawling on my belly, clearing out what couldve been.
Ive been wallowing in my own chaotic and insecure delusions.

I wanna feel the change consume me,
Feel the outside turning in.
I wanna feel the metamorphosis and cleansing Ive endured within

Change is coming.
Now is my time.
Listen to my muscle memory, contemplate what Ive been clinging to.

I choose to live and to grow,

take and give and to move,

learn and love and to cry, kill and die

and to be paranoid

and to lie, hate and fear and

to do what it takes to move through.
I choose to live and to lie, kill and give

and to die, learn and love

and to do what it takes to step through.

See my shadow changing, stretching up and over me.
Soften this old armor.
Hoping I can clear the way by stepping through my shadow,
Coming out the other side.
Step into the shadow.