An Elegy. A poem.

It’s almost surreal
when your back’s against the wall,
your toes upon the razor’s edge,
one slip and then you fall.

It’s the strangest feeling
when all the good you’ve done
is dismissed as mere circumstance,
and everything undone.

It’s so hard to describe
when you’re under a microscope,
black dog by your side,
you’re victim to genre tropes.

It’s trying, to say the least
when all your pain and hardship,
is written off as wistful thinking,
then summarily dismissed.

It’s truly heart breaking
when your life is deemed unworthy
and you’re reduced to an empty elegy,
just a litany, said briefly.

Perhaps the fabled next life
will treat and judge you better,
enable all your hopes and dreams,
to live your life unfettered.

I write a lot of poems, some from my head, some from my heart. Many don’t appear on this website. For more of my poetry, check out The All or the Nothing, my first e-book, available at most online book sellers.
Click here to find out how to purchase a copy

Published by stevestillstanding

I’m a writer who loves tabletop role playing games, poetry and (you guessed it) writing. Occasionally I have something to say...

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