Awake Poem by Joyce Rugg
Awake
My eyes are open, but everything's blurred
I hear the screams, but can't believe they're mine
See the blood and bruises, but feel nothing
Everything once familiar now twisted, strange
The faces I've loved now masks of hate
They smile, enjoying the show
To them, all my pain and rage, an act
They expect me to take the abuse
I always have before
Expect me to back down, to bow
To cower, meek and frightened
But I've stopped listening, believing the lies
They haven't changed, but I've seen the light
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10/12/2024 4:43:03 AM # 1.0.0
This is what often we do in our lives, we try to make people hear us when we do speak the truth, always if its truth it falls on death ears' my family is like that too suppose all family are. But you worded it with meaning and I felt your pain, how can they not see that...thank you for shairing and excellent work