Gone

Will I ever do anything right?
For I am wrong.
Will I ever make you happy?
For I am sad.
Will I ever win this fight?
For I am weak.
Will I ever be me?
For I don't know who I am.
Will I ever be alive?
For I am slowly dieing.
Will you ever love me?
For you don't know me.
Will I ever be enough?
For you're still gone.

Reviews

[keith]

there are many times when we don't/can't understand or have answers when we are not certain just what the question really is
you have taken to task the uncertainty life lays before us in simple and clear manner
the repetitive 'for i ...' is powerful and gives credit to this piece

[Aukai]

The way you you express that we all have the answers to our own questions: I can relate.
Nice, simple piece.
On a separate note-about your name: "Hopeless Dreamer",
If you dream-you hope.

[Bare trees]

The only savior is yourself. No one is going to come along and make you happy. That comes from inside.

[222333]

It's a nice poem, but what's it about?

[Hopeless Dreamer]

It's about things I really don't want to share.

[222333]

Never mind my asking then.