A Helping Hand
For many years now,
alongside me,
a presence
has accompanied.
It is that helping hand,
that saved me,
from your wrong opinions,
your self-delusions,
and the lies you tell yourself.
Latterly,
it has been attending my own
mistaken assumption,
and foolish humbug.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
