Poem--Not Going to Make It

Not Going to Make It

By Mike Stevens

When this first happened, I told myself not to listen

To anything negative that anyone said

I was told by a doctor; was like a slap in the face;

This is all, what I have now was probably it

This was totally unacceptable to me,

I told myself they were wrong; I had to think that way

But, as the time disappears, I’ve got to face the sad fact

That they’re maybe right, and I’ve been wrong

That possibility chills me to the marrow

You can only tell yourself they’re wrong for just so long

At a certain point, you have to face the truth

I can see little differences; feel much-too-slow improvements,

But does it really change things in the long run?