Somewhat of a Mess Every Day

You know what the hardest part about losing Nathan’s presence is? I can’t “see” him every day. Yes, with technology, that’s possible, but he doesn’t have WiFi, and I can’t afford data for him, so even if he took a selfie every day, he wouldn’t be able to send it without data. (Thanks, iPhone!)

I know I’m whining, but my soul hurts, and I’m not sure what to do with that. Since he’s been gone, only a couple people’ve asked how I’m doing, but because I’ve never gone through this, I’m not sure if I’m handling it well or not.

All I know is…
I miss him.
I cry multiple times a day.
I haven’t found a very happy ending.
I feel less than as a mom.
I feel like years have been stolen.

But I don’t want to be so lost in feelings that I miss my time with Carolyn and Katie, so I plan to spend the rest of the day through my spirit.

“Soul on a String”

sadness rises in my heart
as I watch them
watch them

driven by darkness
forced to look
not knowing they’re forced

craze in their eyes
HAVING to have more
yet never satisfied

porn lures you in
and leaves you hanging
thinking of what more to say
to GET the girl
what more to do
to lure her in

a game of cat and mouse
one always on the move
one always chasing

watching what “literally”
USED to turn me on
having no effect

a freedom
not only lived
but given away

I wonder who’ll want it
today