W H O A M I ?
A stranger sits before my glass;
who can this woman haunted be?
That she could come to such a pass;
despair, for she is me.
Small-smaller-smallest in heartbreak and in woe,
I gaze into her eyes and think, Wherever did I go?
~ Survivor Squared
Survivor Squared
My husband sees in black and white... My life is shades of gray. 