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My Hall of Mirrors

Hesitating to explain is what I do best Sometimes I'd rather not even explain Because my truths Will be misunderstood by many ears and eyes My truths ache when you spread rumors They seethe as you fabricate a me that never existed You gather your believers as I gather myself Standing alone among the crowd - I said "I needed a friend, not a fair-weathered one."

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 11/9/2018 3:15:00 AM

Beautifully felt, written, and understood in my own way, relate-able in every way. Welcome to Poetry Soup, Carolyn.

Chris Green

Date: 11/8/2018 7:37:00 AM

I really enjoyed this. One can only tell if a friend is a good one if they are there when needed by you, not only when needed by them. I hope that makes sense. Still, I like the direct feel of your poem, I could hear this being spoken. Welcome to soup.