After Awakening

A page in the web.
A visit at a club.
A card at my door.
A walk down the street.
Harassed.
Being harassed by "you know who"
Subliminally...
Small souls…
They test my patience.
They test my strength.
They underestimate,
My courage.
My loved ones show concern now
And I do not know how to explain.
I am emotionally exhausted…
Keeping all levels of mentality
Close to a common reality.

poem by Erica Borges
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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