Unblushed

unblushed poem by Kaaya Faye

I am done feeling guilty
About being happy
“There are a lot of unfortunate people,
Suffering deceases like cancer.”
But, how does my sorrow and sickness
Make them healthy?

I am done feeling guilty
About wanting what I want.
“Feel satisfied with what you have.”
But, I want to stretch my arms
So high
They pierce the sky.

I am done feeling guilty
About accepting the disliked.
“Something is better than nothing.”
But, I have unlearned how to fake love
I have learnt to say no
To what doesn’t set my heart on fire.

I am done feeling guilty
About wanting more
“Feel grateful for what you have.”
But, I want to dream in neon colours
Let my heart unleash and dare
Unless the courage is drawn from false compare.

Guilt has given up on me
Deaf that I am to its whining.
Unblushed I ask for everything,
From the Gods, Fate, and Universe.
Unashamed I am for doing so.
(So should you be)

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