Time To Shed

I’m tired of waiting,
Tired of wobbling,
Fed up of swimming through
Myself to get around.
It’s time to shed,
Time to breathe,
Let go of everything
And see if I can float.
The cold drains heat,
Drains confidence,
Staring in silence
As time shears the pounds away.
I’ve lost control,
Lost myself,
Everything is falling away
Dragging down everything else.
How did I get here?
How did it come to this?

by Stuart Doggett

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