the first fight
I breathed for you
In hopes that you’d live
I fought my first true battle against death
and I tried my hardest...
I thought that I was only going to watch a simple procedure
but events un-known to me came to be
Someone’s heart had stopped beating
their life was draining away with each passing second
I made my way to the head of the bed
not stepping on iv’s
I took the place of a Respiratory therapist
and I breathed for the patient
I could feel my body tremble every time I had to stop when I head “clear”
and watch I as the body contorted to the shocks
it was a struggle to keep the heart going
at time it was working but then it would stopped
all this time I was breathing
trying to keep the same pattern down...
We lost the battle
the patient didn’t make it
I could feel my insides fall apart
I wanted to keep on going...
I felt sad on the inside
while I kept my composure on the outside
I never met you
but I tried to save you, and I’m sorry it was your time to go....