Too good to be true?
Yes I think,
Maybe that describes you,
About to admit to happy,
Then I feel it,
Fly right past me.
Is it worth the hell?
Time will tell,
Overnight elated,
Then lightning fast deflated.
Electricity,
Pouring into and out of me,
Not too long,
And it bordered on too strong.
Good,
But always shy of good enough,
Luckily,
I’m made of fucking tough stuff.
Nothing special,
So I’ll wrestle,
To get past this devil,
So I don’t go mental.
We’re all the same,
It’s only a game,
I know all are scum,
We’ll have to see if one,
Is better than some……….
Original Poems And Short Stories 