Shed

Shed illusions of separateness
your silence
Regrets
Shed noise that you're worthless
Better off dead

Shed mountains of doubt
Fear that rips you in two
Shed harm, hurt and pain
Leaving you all black and blue

Then breathe
Breathe out
Breathe in

Know that you grow stronger
Now begin yet again

Shed layer upon layer
Let them fall to the floor
Shed layer upon layer
Sweep them straight out the door

Shed shame
Your head
heavy
Your voice
laden with strife

Shed angry,
loud voices
leaving you
Scared for your life

Shed
A feeling
A knowing
That He won't
Help you

Shed Pride
Greed
Selfishness
And an old friend or two

Shed isolated
Misunderstood
Outcaste
Black Sheep

Shed until
You
Shed
Your fear of sleep

What now you say
Shed
Shed some more

Shed till your
Shiny
Shiny and new
Shed till your green
No Longer
Blue

Shed till your night
Is not scary at all
Shed till you know
You'll not stagger
Not fall

Shed till a smile
Comes across your face
Shed till God washes you
With only God's Grace

Then one day, no longer
No shedding be done
Ascend to the
Heavens
Your game has been won.

Gordon Martin
July 27, 2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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