Evil Faces Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Thoughts of another are disturbing as they whittle and
undermine confidence.
Watching the death of a supposed friendship fills me
with anger, as I think of all the lies that have been
told.
This being is a repository for deceit and defamation
as it plays it's part well.
Staying away, out of the same atmosphere, will bring
great peace to my own soul.
Having this person in my life is much too dangerous
for my well-being.
Walking away, keeping my back at all times in their
direction so I don't have to see the evil on their
face.