Sheedding Season

[Verse 1]

I’ve danced with ghosts in velvet skin,

Named my scars and let them in.

But I’m not haunted, not held down—

I shed the weight, and kept the crown.

The past’s a book I’ve kissed goodbye,

Now I write in butterfly.

No shame, no chains, no need to hide—

I paint with colors grief denied.

[Pre-Chorus ]

I used to beg the moon to stay,

Now I just wink and float away.

You can’t cage a flame once free—

I’m the fire and the breeze.

[Chorus]

It’s shedding season—watch me spin,

I’m silk and storm, reborn within.

No longer breaking just to grow—

I bloom in rhythm, soft and bold.

I’m not your lesson, not your ache,

I’m the dawn that heartache makes.

Don’t call it healing—it’s much more…

I’m the lock that shaped the door.

[Verse 2 ]

I learned to dance without applause,

To love the silence when it paused.

I gave myself the final word—

Then sang it loud and let it burn.

Now I move in moonlight shoes,

With nothing left I have to prove.

You see the glow—I know the roots.

I’m made of soil and sacred truth.

[Bridge]

I don’t forgive, I don’t forget—

I transmute what made me sweat.

What tried to break became my ink…

I bloomed in places meant to sink.

[Final Chorus]

It’s shedding season—feel the glow,

From ash to art, I let it show.

The pain, the pulse, the lessons learned—

All firewood for how I turn.

No need for vengeance, proof, or shame—

I’m not the spark, I am the flame.

So if you ask what saved my soul—

It’s shedding season…

I let go.