For years my tears were like traffic in LA

But today they flow like rain pushing debris out of a gutter 

I don’t know how to sit with this feeling of sadness 

All I want is to be comforted, to feel like a child whose mom’s arms are wrapped around cradling her 

My mom’s soul is far away and my ex husband lives in another room 

How do I sit with the feeling of being alone?

How do I get to a place where I am okay enough to comfort myself? 

I climb into my exes bed and his warmth dries my tears. 

Maybe ones day I’ll be able to feel safe in my own company.