KSI LIFE | LET GO KESIENA



Yesterday evening while chatting to a friend I realised I had my hand clenched for years. I opened my hand and there was nothing. I was holding onto something that didn't exist, it never existed. You see..it was an illusion fathomed in my mind by false truths, nurtured by a fictitious reality that could never breathe life because the standards in which this reality could exist, could only be by the false illusions in which it was created. It wasn't born, it did not give birth, it appeared like a rash suddenly, irritating on the surface. It came from deep within a place of hurt. My hands are dry because they're open. They can see, they can breathe. I've LET GO.