Unattainable Fulfillment

Dear Potential,

 

My mind is never silent,

regardless of the times I try to hush

my unyielding condemnation.

 

Aggravating my rest,

you leave me to dwell upon my imperfection.

Surely, for my life, I should feel blessed,

yet lamenting is a natural human misconception

I prove to attest.

 

Periodically, do I ever obtain

your full essence:

falling short a beat,

missing a step,

brimming just below your expectation.

Yet consider all of my prowess...

 

nevermind that.

 

Dragging out sorrow

and skimming over triumphs,

I await ‘next time' for full completion,

yet perpetually, I remain bereft.

 

Nevermind that.

 

Inadequacy is not expounded

By mere blunders.

I am powerful beyond measure.

And seek to be proud.

 

To that end, I affirm

I will merrily never reach you,

As your hopes will always rise to new heights,

Every day I prove you wrong.

 

Sincerely,

Your Aspiring Self

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
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