No Checkered Flag
By Mike Stevens
Hour by hour, the days slip away
My life worn around the edges; tattered and frayed
This race I’m running; no checkered flag waiting at the end
I try to fool myself, lie and pretend,
By saying I’m getting better,
And I am, just not fast enough; I write myself a letter,
I write of hope and promise come tomorrow,
I fight against the hopelessness and the sorrow
But the truth is, I can see the writing on the wall
I put on an act; stand brave and stand tall,
Try to stay resolute, not give in to despair,
But every once in a while, I think it’s just not fair
I’m the first one to say no one likes a downer
That I alone control how I think; have all the power
But once in a while, the desperation kicks in
The sad truth of my situation will win
Sometimes I think that the struggle’s too much
It all overwhelms me, and is such
A cross to bear; such a crushing weight
That I just want to give in to my sad, sad fate
But that’s just not who I am; or what I’m about
I’ll look at the man in the mirror, get mad and shout;
“No way, don’t you ever give up; it's never over!”
I admit to doubts, but they'll be no giving up, any more!
© Copyright 2017 Mike Stevens. All rights reserved.
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