Barriers

Barriers

A Story by Nykkiicia Cion

Ive found out how naive it is of me to assume that people will accept that im a good person and therefore, let me into their lives. I was put in my place quite abrubtly the other day wen i was told:

"do you really expect to run around the hallways
opening cupboards? what makes you think you
deserve it? what have you done?"

I thought about it and realise it was quite true...what have i done to assume id be let into sumone's deep thoughts and allowed free reign? How had trust in me been proven? And I realised it wasnt proven at all and by pushing, all i had succeeded in doing was jam the door even further. It made me realise how presumptious i was and how presumptious i had been all this time...because i had actually taken it for granted that people take me into their lives and into their thoughts and because it was so easy, i had not appreciated the honour.

The knowledge has made me grounded and given me alot of food for thought. Fumbling in the dark can be very frustrating...but doesnt it make the light that much more appreciated?

© 2008 Nykkiicia Cion


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Good Morning Barriers,

Reading through a few of your writes before stopping here - a huge smile crossed over me. Shaking my head (how true-to-life) extremely vivid, yet metaphorical.

So much truth intertwined in meanings already visible.

Wonderful Write

Thanks for your vision. Keep shinning for us all to see.

Legacy


Posted 16 Years Ago


very thought provoking piece, and yes i do think it makes the light more appreciated. I have made the same errors that you have girl, you are not alone!!!
laceyjane

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on February 24, 2008

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Nykkiicia Cion
Nykkiicia Cion

Kingston, Jamaica



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I try to be a poet. My writing is my therapy I think...it started to save me since I was 14 years old...and it hasnt lost its grip on me yet. I enjoy that I can share my mind with complete strangers a.. more..

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