you still show up
when the day is uncertain and shaky
when the day is uncertain and shaky
you still show up
when you don't know how many hours you'll be staying overtime
you still show up
when you know that going will expose you to further
you still show up
when inside you're as scared and anxious as your patients
you still show up
when you've forgotten the last time you've had spare time
you still show up
when you'd rather have a few extra hours of needed sleep
you still show up
when you don't know how much more you can give
you still show up
when the night overloads your brain with the frights of the day
you still show up
you still show up
you still show up
you still show up
you still show up
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poetryinwaiting
I love all things writing...though I am particularly biased towards good, vulnerable poetry. I love pouring my heart on a page with every piece I write. Life is for expressing, not containing.
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