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In the minute I met you I felt that you were a tormented soul

You were enveloped in a bleak situation, and it took its toll

I remember our profound, quiet, late night talks until the sun awoke

I remember when in your eyes I saw that your cracked heart had broke

I remember telling you that at times all I felt I wanted to do was to die

I remember you replying that there is always a reason to go on and try

Stevie Anne

You left your mind far behind

Stevie Anne

Your life tarnished by the unkind

Stevie Anne

From a grisly life you ran

Stevie Anne

You were neglected by too many and often unheard

You no longer could carry all the pain that occurred

You told me to stay in touch, and then you hid

You told me to never give up, but then you did

Stevie Anne

After many years you visited a dream of mine

Stevie Anne

You sensed me feeling imperiled in my decline

Stevie Anne

I asked if it was truly you, and you said yes

Stevie Anne

You looked grieved that I have been such a mess

Stevie Anne

We embraced, sharing a bittersweet moment together

Stevie Anne

Then you dissipated back into the unknown forever

Stevie Anne

Back into the mystifying, merciless infinity you ran

Stevie Anne

You were nowhere to be found, and I crawled towards a meltdown

I followed your disoriented footsteps for a while but turned around

I was clinging weakly to a frayed, unraveling thread

I was almost defeated, but then I recalled what you had said

You were swept under the rug by many; silence was preferred

Your pretty face now appears to me faded and blurred

You told me to not hide myself away, but then you hid

You told me that wouldn’t happen to you, but then it did 

Stevie Anne

Your death shook and then rescued me

Stevie Anne

So much since then I’ve been able to do and see

Stevie Anne

Down that ravaged pathway you ran

Stevie Anne

I ponder what your thoughts would be on me right now

You used to have a way of bringing me hope somehow

You typically would find a way to have much more belief in people than me

Now my abhorrence grows stronger by the second for grotesque humanity

When you knew me I was young and naïve; he dissolved and then disappeared

Yet I frequently yearn for elements of me that will not be able to reappear

I cried the last time I saw you as you drifted quickly into the rear view mirror

I sensed that I wouldn’t see you again

I knew your end was near

Stevie Anne

You passed away and then were discarded like insignificant waste

Stevie Anne

Into an old cistern your remains were callously, inhumanely placed

Stevie Anne

I admit for many years I’ve avoided revisiting your place of rest

Stevie Anne

I promise I will soon; for far too long this has been unaddressed

Stevie Anne

I did all I could for you, but for myself I’m not doing all I can

Stevie Anne

Society is on a terminal trajectory heading towards our pitiful end

You’d cry many tears over the current world my vanished friend

I’ve lived seventeen invaluable, arduous years since you ceased to be

It makes me feel sad that you have now turned into a bad memory

I want greatly to actually live in the present more and seize each day

At times I think of you losing your life when I’m feeling I’ve lost my way

There are moments I feel like I am hanging on by a thread once more

My hands blistered and sore while I don’t think about what to live for 

I’ve been following my old, astray footsteps towards my own dead end

An eclipse is forming over me again, and of my dwindling it portends

My troubles hypnotize me, so destructive and deceiving

I follow them, and into sunken paralyzation I’m receding

To my eventual demise is where they’re leading

On my hurt and hate they are feverishly feeding 

Your death brings perspective to their misleading

Stevie Anne

You caution me to devotedly experience a life of mindful living

Stevie Anne

You revive in me the want to hold dear that I am still breathing

Stevie Anne

It’s a robotic, unnatural indifferent world where it can be grueling to go on

Stevie Anne

You show me I have many reasons to live even though you are long gone

Stevie Anne

I must not stare into the daunting depths and instead look to where there’s beauty

Stevie Anne

You remind me to focus on the woman I adore that makes it so I am never lonely

Stevie Anne

But I should tell you that without her my soul would capitulate and deflate

Stevie Anne

But I should warn you that without her my spirit would spoil and dissipate

Stevie Anne

I did what I could for you, but to remedy myself I’m not doing all I can 

Stevie Anne

Down that uncaring pathway you desperately ran 

Stevie Anne

Your life concluded cruelly before it even began

Stevie Anne

By Adam Keith McElwain

Copyright Adam Keith McElwain Poetry