wishing doesn't make steak

Phone rings at last,
and brings a hopelessness
with its tones...
Melancholy seeps in
the way that it does
and latches on,
making way for
righteous anger.

I wish there were
some easy answer...
I wish there was something,
anything
I could do
to fix it...

All I can do is
hold you,
whisper apologies
for the wrong done
by "they" so far away~

I know it doesn't help,
not really,
but I really am
so sorry...

You deserve so much more...
I wish I could save you
from it all...