By: Okoli Stephanie Orjiugo (O.S.O)
Level:1
I’m sorry but I feel so unworthy right now
Why do you want me back?
My mind is a tangled web of imperfection
Why comb my thoughts?
Detangling those perfectly curled knots stubbornness
I’m sorry Grace, but my pride won’t let me
You knock so loud on my door, deafening me
With Mercy singing so sweetly beside you
Yet I can’t
I’m afraid that I let you in and throw you right out again
I’m sorry Grace but I’m a hoarder
I leave the clutter everywhere that I’m unaware of it anymore
My dark curtains hide my mess letting only a tiny crack of faith rays in
Sometimes I let those rays hit me and warm me up
Other times, I completely shut the curtain
Wondering if the rays could burn through the curtain linen
Oh Grace! You see, I’m the stubborn one
You gently call my name and try to reach me even when I avoid you
Why do you want me so bad?
Do you think I’m worth it?
For your persistence, I’ll try one more time
This time, I’ll let you help me with my hoarding problems
Change my dark curtains to Ivory
And open it wider to let in faith rays.
O.S.O