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Credit Risk
I made a very regretful mistake, today.
I trusted my intuition, for I thought...
..seriously thought...that I could count on myself.
Turned out that I'm quite believable,
but also a poor risk.
In my wildest dreams, I never would've thought,
that things could've turned out this way!
That my honesty would be suspect,
or my earnestness would be discredited.
What a mess I've made out of everything.
So now, here's the complete problem.
As much as I'd like to believe what I'm saying...
..there's no trust there.
It's like I now know that I have no principals,
and there's no fixing things.
One certainly can't un-ring a bell...can one?
What I can only recommend that I get some counseling,
and a proper co-signer; and then, of course...prove that I don't need anything.
Rest assured, I'll not likely fall for anything like this, again...
..you can take that, to the bank.
Critiques
purplemoondoll
18 years 5 months ago
I can so relate
IKnowNoBox
18 years 5 months ago
A poem folded in with Payment Due