She Wishes She Could Tell You

She wishes she could tell you

About the deepness of her pain

How it feels so never-ending

And how at times it overwhelms her so

Leaving her feeling fragile, scared, lost

And desperate for you

For you to call

She wishes she could tell you

How she wants to believe you

When you tell her you really care

But in her heart she knows you have only

Mastered the hollow terms of compassion

That you speak to appease your own guilt for

Consistently turning away from her

She wishes she could tell you

How much it hurts when you never reach out

And you refuse to pick up when she calls

But when you do, you yell and claim you are too busy

And that time gets away and you simply forget

The truth of those words hangs heavy in the air

You have forgotten her

She wishes she could tell you

How broken she feels inside

And about the soul draining effort it takes

To just keep her heart beating

As each empty day bleeds into the next

Like a rushing river of predestined emptiness

Heading toward her eventual existence as dust

She wishes she could tell you

She wishes she could tell you

She wishes you would remember

She is your elderly mother

- Julie O'Hara 2023

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