To the Compulsive Liar

How horrible it must be
To have to listen
While your tongue runs away
With the truth

Then have to chase
The results of it
In ever diminishing
Circles forever

Trapped
In your own
Web

Such suffering

There is
A way out
Of that web

You are not alone
Everyone here has
Work to do

Webs of their own

If you ever want me to
I can help

Since you don’t
I cannot

But I can stand
At a safe distance
Whatever you decide
That distance is

And cheer you on
In
Back to your
Beautiful Self

With all, with all
With all
With all my heart