"I wish that I had known in, that first minute we met, the unpayable debt, that I owed you, because you'd been abused, by the bone that refused you, and you hired me, to make up for that, walking in that room, when you had tubes in your arms, those singing morphine alarms out of tune, They had you sleeping and eating, and I didn't believe them, when they called you, a hurricane thundercloud, when I was checking vitals, I suggested a smile, you didn't talk for a while, you were freezing, you said you hated my tone, It made you feel so alone, so you told me, I had to be leaving, but something kept me standing, by that hospital bed, I should have quit but instead, I took care of you, you made me sleep all uneven, and I didn't believe them, when they told me that there, was no saving you"
