Wake up

Wake up
My father says in the late afternoon 
And unfortunately, I do
I do the thing i’ve been hating for so long

Wake up
My mother says, late in the afternoon 
Another day of realising I have to live, be alive
That’s the thought that’s with me all the time

Wake up
My brother says
I prepare myself for another miserable day
And I try not to act like i’m fine

Wake up
They all yell, terrified
This time, I can’t do what they say
My lifeless body stays still as they shake it
And cries echo through the room
I finally got what I wanted

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Stephan McBride

Date: 12/31/2023 7:33:00 AM

to think of the deep Love your parents and brother have for you, many care and love you while darkness is out to destroy sadly, we are left to ponder on this not being the end , as you witness them crying over you. There is a soul within us going through a spiritual war, longing for God to fill with His love, peace, joy, comfort and guidance but there is this evil at work to keep one from receiving this, May God Instill you with His peace, love, spirit,joy,rest for your soul in a newfound life