Dear Mother

My mother I love her she is beautiful, even glowing but her soul is pleading for release her charades hurt I must understand she needs her space My mother has a mental block she can't see me, can't hear me oh my dear mother is aching She has brought herself to think she needs the "love" of a man her depression is temporarily gone as one man turned into many men Now I carry the burden four times I've died still sexcapades go on I must understand this will save her life so I am willing to give up mine