From birth I was quiet, reluctant, and shy

It was normal for me to lay low and comply

I was the good girl who would never express

The feelings that children should show in distress

So I grew up reserved with most feelings within

Soon with my reservoirs full I’d begin

My life as an empath feeling pains of another

I was so full just to be around others

Triggered reactions as my pain recognized

The pain of another that I empathized

So I learned to help others in all situations

To make things alright on most all occasions

This cast me in roles of benevolent nurse

This role was a blessing but also a curse

As a nurse I’d attract someone needing care

I felt I had purpose and felt good being there

If I fixed their world then mine was fixed too

I continued this cycle until a bomb blew

And crushed my denial my patient was dying

I was killing myself and still kept on trying

To heal my sick patient by fixing their life

So they never learned to self heal from their strife

But as codependence was healed we would learn

To purge our OWN pain that caused us to yearn

For nurses to fix them to meet unmet need

Or to fix patient’s pain so my heart does not bleed

When Nurses reveal their own pain and self heal

Patient’s wake up from sedation and feel

So they can self heal then as equals we’ll share

Loving support for each other be there!



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