The source of her cruelty seems to be a deep well of weakness…

Known for its unforgiving tones and dark shadows that swallow light and chokes anything not strong enough to say ‘NO.’

I tried to love her…

Poor judgment might be to blame here I confess… I thought I could make it work and welcomed the challenge.

I imagine sometimes what circumstances could have turned this tale from what it is… Into something else more pleasant and yet it is here where I and all who’ve preceded me, have failed.

I keep an open mind and in this have been granted a view on life that I could not have known otherwise and in this there must be value…

I will just keep looking; Thank you!