I trapped myself in things <br />The doing of my undoing <br />Unraveling <br />The ties I have had <br />Family ties <br />Work ties <br />Stomach tied in knots <br /> <br />I buried myself in things <br />The longing in my belonging <br />Unveiling <br />The lies I have told <br />Stupid lies <br />Hurtful lies <br />Half truths that lie within me <br /> <br />Sometimes I lie to let the false hood float about the air <br />But always confess a moment later <br />Silently to myself <br />I am the goddess of Echoes<br /><br />Wanda Swim Strunk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-goddess-of-echoes/
