About 4 years ago
I slammed the doors against the world
It hated me rightfully because that was the energy I gave
Stayed behind those shut doors waiting for approval
Fathoming a route of escape
From the confidence behind me
I am entitled to be happy—aren’t I?
We stood side by side on the same floors—we have flaws
We asked to be forgiven—we have our levels of offensiveness
But the gravity I put on my incapabilities seemed to work fine on me
Disallowing every created escape velocity I needed to enter the Believe space

I created this boundary
The IM between perfections
Below this boundary, I couldn’t feel happy
It was ravage upon ravage
This soul was dying

Then someone knocked with these words “I love you”
Go away I responded, no one does love a misfit
“But I do and that is why I have decided to take your place while you take mine
Come Live my life and I will sort yours out
Use my garment threaded with love and if you assume anything less than I promise
Feel free to come to these premises, knock and the prince of this world shall welcome you”

I didn’t return
The light it brought subdued my unbelief
And restrained me of myself

Ademola Adeshino

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