Poem: True Questions

What have I done to you?

What did I do to hurt you?

Why are you mad?

Why are you leaving me?

Look at what you have done to me.

These are the questions that run through my mind as I watch you sink lower and lower.

I will never be able to hear the answers.

Yet I will still have questions.

As you are slowly disappearing so are the dreams I want to tell.

The story has finally end, and I am starting to see the end.

It is starting to feel true to me.

I still do not believe that this is true.