my life was ripped asunder by the opposite of love a ****** of apathy so strong shredded what I believed.
the violence of the uncaring the push of pure ego the complete absence of care twas an un-****** of my soul.
what we had is gone its weight so light on you that like a seesaw partner I came thumping down, hard.
the kids were lost and sad as I the night you went on a date with such glee we cried but without understanding what the future will hold
ghosts of past family "love" we see there are wisps of the past like when our youngest asks so gently is there any hope of reconciling?
Alas my dear, alas. I know not or understand not but no, that future has been ignored the wall of numbness too high
I knit the tattered feelings I have and discover a new life possible my life with my two girls will be 50 50 at least in the presence of each other
but please know my loves that I will be there always you have seen a ghost created but I will not be like that
I am new and live in the now, I will be there for you, mindfully. the suffering that others inflict comes from sadness they cannot share
I intend to forgive her if even now I cannot her power over my soul is gone and I pray she fills her void.
I will live for me and mine my detour with you almost complete someday I may recall with warmth but for now I will work on today.
I know that un-****** may seem too strong a metaphor. but in my situation the violence of the apathy was so intense it is the closest I can come. I have difficulty expressing emotions - even now I wish I could hate. but dispair and sadness are leading me to something positive. I want to honor but not be these negative thoughts.