Though the nights get longer
Every minute we're apart
I take comfort in loving you
From the depths of my heart.
When impatience ignites and
My thoughts get absurd
I think of my child-
Loving her calms my nerves.
My mood becomes dark as
I cling to the past
Feeling that nothing can fix
This heart made of glass.
I was digging through old files and boxes in the closet today and found a letter I wrote to my girlfriend from jail on December 29, 2008.
The backstory...I had been in and out for almost a year for disturbing the status quo and then caught a Battery charge and as a result had just missed my new (to me anyways) daughter's first steps, first Christmas, first Halloween, first Thanksgiving...and I was in a bad place. My everyday life was becoming increasingly violent and clashes with the guards, many of them violent, was almost a daily occurance. I was still 2 months from my release date and although I don't remember writing this, I did. I do remember drawing the flower. It's a skill that has remained unused since that day.
My current situation has me feeling nostalgic, I think and I dug this out. I don't want to leave her again, which is a distinct possibility.
It's amazing how the mind remembers things differently as time goes on.