I am the daughter of a mother with dysphagia
I wonder if there is something more to do for her
I hear the sounds she makes when she swallows
I see the pain in her eyes with every drink she takes
I want to just stop the pain and help her
I am the daughter of a mother with dysphagia

I pretend she is like she used to be
I feel she hates me for not helping her
I touch her face to try to help her
I worry that I am only making things worse
I cry because I know there is nothing I can do
I am the daughter of a mother with dysphagia

I understand what the speech pathologist tells me
I say are you sure there is nothing else
I dream of hearing about a cure for her dysphagia
I try to push this out of my head and do things that are possible
I hope she only realizes the anguish I live in because of her pain
I am the daughter of a mother with dysphagia

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