Despite the forbidding blank page
I still write
Despite the disquieting dread rage
I still fight

Despite the illusions cast in light
I still see
Despite the end almost in sight
I still be

Despite the rocky paths ahead
I still ride
Despite promises the tiger said
I still hide

Despite the gold in my hand
I still need
Despite the words that are banned
I still read

Despite the worry of the yield
I still feed
Despite the crows across the field
I still seed

Despite the depression taking hold
I still strive
Despite this train now grown old
I still arrive

Shared with dVerse Poetics: “Despite and Still“