What is left?

I don't really know what to do
I really have no clue...
Its the way i see you
Despite knowing that i can't see through

I am left to wonder
Hoping for the best to come soon
For which may cause many blunders
Steadily I watch you, view for the slightest opportune

Stepping into the darkness is a mistake
What is really left is what to hope
The way it aches, it may break
I don't want to end up mope

Now is to act upon it
With all i have left is to contrive
It'd be great if you permit
For I will attempt to dive deep within for my overwhelming strive...

Reviews

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

Nicely written. I think the flow can be worked on a bit. It's kind of rough

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the flow of your words. A wise person take chances. Sometime we get lucky and get what we want. A very good poem. I like the language and the ending.
Coyote