I wish I could alleviate your fears, that my words were the medicine to your problems. I wish money was no big deal, because then you'd be free of having to worry about the bills. I wish I found a hope for Death, for leaving and never once more dreaming, that I could give you-replace the distress buried like a maggot eating all illusions and hope for better days- the embers of a promised fire. I wish I was a better daughter and though I try my hardest It is never just enough to eliminate your tears to the injustice life has shoved upon you. If anyone deserves all things well, it is you my caring Mother and for that I resent this deprecating world.
I love you, Mom, but what good do those three words do?