If I may… please don’t lose sight of the other unstated truth of your poem – you remain wonderfully who you are. (My background of abuse and dysfunction and after years of growth and healing have shown me that our self worth, value, and identify are based on who we are, not on circumstances, events, or others.) Glad you are you.
Some call it red 
Such a sad story in nine words
yeah 😦
An arm around
😦
😦 hugs are welcome..
You got them; lots of them from me and Ms. Z. (these may be intermingled with licks)!
(((HUGS))) I know so well how this feels 😥
It’s very unpleasant.. thanks for the hug
Powerful.
*hugs* beautiful, but sad work
Sad, but powerful. Let it heal you.
If I may… please don’t lose sight of the other unstated truth of your poem – you remain wonderfully who you are. (My background of abuse and dysfunction and after years of growth and healing have shown me that our self worth, value, and identify are based on who we are, not on circumstances, events, or others.) Glad you are you.
Spot on.
So many thoughts spinning around in my head, but all I can say is it only takes a few words to create something great, to leave an impact. Great work
The context dictates
This be kept discrete
Which would please Mr. Vonnegut
The king of short and sweet.