I'm Sorry you are feeling badly Cash. I loved the poetry Cash. The first poem reminded me of myself for some reason, cause my face has changed, when I look in the mirror and I'm haunted by what I see. My skin seems to be getting darker though, even though it never really sees the sun. I sit on my patio but it's covered and enclosed with screens so I feel like I get the sun, but don't really. But it's m pretty darned pale and I look like wretched ghost version on myself. Like bride of Frankenstein blonde hair. It stands straight I keep it wrapped in a bun though. My friend recently had a horrible experience and she said she looked in the mirror and her face looked haunted, and I relate very much to that. Mine too and I try to avoid looking at it right now but it I put on a little makeup which I've done a couple times recently I can make it look better. I just hate looking in the mirror.

Sorry to go on and on, I just felt a connection to that poem and I'm guessing perhaps you do too.