Believing Hurts

To believe is to be vulnerable 

To give yourself hope 

To let your mind dream again 

Believing achieves beauty 

But beauty is never simple

There are time when the familiar weight of dead hope is easier to log around than to set free

Times when the cool of the chains feels more comforting than the nakedness of freedom 

To believe is to live 

To have hope 

But 

At the starting line of belief, fear’s grip seems to tighten 

“What if it doesn’t happen”

“He never explicitly said he’ll do it”

“He can do whatever he wants and he may not want to do this”

Thoughts transforming into weights

My mind attempting to protect me in the familiarity of captivity 

Versus allowing me to explore the unknowns of freedom

To believe is to be vulnerable 

To jump down the canyon of the unknown trusting that he’ll catch me and hold me in his arms 

To believe is to trust 

To believe is to fall and know you’ll fly 

To believe is to write and know it’ll be read 

To believe is to speak and know it’ll be heard 

To believe is to be hurt by the discomfort of freedom but still ride it’s wave 

Written by: Akinwale Akintobi