PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Always said it wouldn't happen to me and I believed;

Such are the words of good intent.

I told myself that too at the time,

Gorged on lily-whites to reinforce my claims that

I was better, stronger,

Bigger in will with more wisdom than the rest.

But he'd always told me never to make bets...

Not without absolute certainty.

Never with me.

- He was always right -

Surprising that only now I choose to listen?

Now, as I lay floating, the helpless swimmer dodging sharks out in the sea

Clinging to what was; in effect, illusionary self-security

Telling myself that I'll do better than that

When there is no other/next time?

Now, as I'm trying to believe and be decieved.