why we are all afraid to be

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Why We Are All Afraid to Be
Nikita Gill

She speaks to me fondly
of passions and talents,
of guitars and stars,
with such breathless intensity
then stops short and
apologizes, ashen-faced
for speaking at all.

All because somewhere in her life,
someone she loved broke her heart
by lashing out with ignorance
at her sublime and pure words
and telling her to
be quiet, stop talking,
because nobody cares.

If you pay attention long enough,
it’s a familiar story.
The boy who rarely participates.
The old woman who is too hesitant
to join in a conversation.
The man who thinks three seconds
too long before he speaks.

People aren’t born sad.
We make them that way.

Photo by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash

 

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Nikita Gill

Take this as your warning,
This book will pick out the bones
within you as it picked out the bones
within me.

We are the closets
we hold our skeletons in.
And now they are knocking,
asking to get out.

Photo by Nino Liverani on Unsplash

 

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Your Heart is not a Hospital
Nikita Gill

Your body is not a first aid kit
for broken people
and damaged souls
and hearts that are too tired
to fix themselves.

Your heart is not a hospital
to rejuvenate
and spend all of its life blood
on other people’s problems
and sadnesses.

You have been created
from the blood
of incalculable planets
and immense supernovas
and infinite constellations.

And they didn’t spend years
painting your soul
into masterpiece like existence
for you to waste it on someone
who doesn’t appreciate you.

Photo by Sebastian on Unsplash