Poem: Awake

Dear Creatives,

To mark the end of one beginning and the start of what is yet to come, I would like to share a poem I wrote at the end of 2020.

It contains questions that are still unanswered, yet the process of writing it brought a sense of closure.
I hope these words inspire you — and invite you to reflect.

Awake

I woke up and let me tell you…

I’ve been beaten. I’ve been blessed.

I’ve been stabbed through the chest.

Why aren’t you listening? Why aren’t you listening?

I’ve been hated, I’ve been loved, I’ve been thrown to rot.

Do you hear my cry? Do you hear me?

I’ve been through a lot.

I’ve been discriminated against. I’ve been put on a thrown.

Do you own me?

Do you care? Do you care if I die?

What message is this? So confused…

But I should care if you smile?

Why should I care if you smile?

Run from me. Don’t die. Stay with me. Rest for a while.

What is gone, has passed.

Thank you for reading!