Shed My Skin

I used to be afraid of my own company 

I feared that  perhaps in the quiet of the night I wouldn't like the sound of my own breath

But, I've been on a mission to face my own fears

Shedding layers of selves that I've outgrown

So much effort has gone into keeping the skin that comforts me because I fear the greater possibility 

For with each layer shed surrender gets a little easier

And I become less afraid and more at ease with the idea that one day you will beckon me to shed 

 the only remaining layer that stands between this earthly world and the Great Unknown