We shed skin and outgrow old beliefs and systems that allow a rebirth of learning more about who we are, just as we are.
I quietly witness my demons dancing in the pouring rain.
Do the demons hold the answers that will guide me in seeing the light?
The more I grow, the less I know. The more skin I shed, the more I come undone. The more I stand face to face with myself in the mirror as one, without any outside influence. It’s now just me with me.
FEAR: Face everything and reclaim.
FEAR: Fuck everything and run.
It all comes down to a simple decision. It’s yours for the taking. Let the dancing begin.
