Patient Girl

This is about a patient at my job.

Patient Girl
When I first saw her
She seemed really sweet
But I noticed she wasn’t right
She would walk around the room
With her lunch tray in her hands
My eyes would just follow her
I was studying her, her every move
I lost my focus on everyone else
Until one of the nurses seen me
And came up and told me about her
She thinks she is pregnant but not
And she feels people will poison her food
So she doesn’t trust no one
It explains why she was walking around
My caring mode kicks in
And all I wanted to do was help her
Everyone else looked at her like she was a freak
A couple days later, she changed completely
It must have been the drugs they gave her
Because her face became pale
Her eyes are so evil,
And her smile is creepy
She looks like a horror movie
I have to serve her
And every time I do
I’m nice and sweet to her
But she just stares me down
With those devil eyes of hers
She feels me up with terror
Everyone is scared to approach her
Because she lashes out at you
I see her in the hallways
And my guard goes up immediately
But while every one else thinks evil of her
I still have that little part of me
That sees the goodness in her
She’ll get better and find herself
I just want to reach my hand out to her
And tell her its all going to be okay
Even if she attacked me,
I would still feel the same way..

Reviews

[R J Askew]

I thought I'd dip into New Writing, just read one. You never know, right? My hopes were not high however. But i got lucky. Your poem's good, I enjoyed it. Not because it is cheery or clever in a technical way, but because it is a fine piece of observation. We can see her with her tray and how she becomes. There is also great humanity in your attitude towards her. I think your poem is a fine piece of communication from a difficult place. But such places exist. It is reassuring to think that there are people such as yourself who do take a truely gentle approach to those in their care. In the end it might be a few little gestures of humanity that might make all the difference to a distressed person, moreso than all the doctors and drugs in the world can do. It is reassuring to know that there may be those in the regime that represent a greater humanity in the care of those who are distressed. And you don't give up on her even when she becomes possessed by some darkness. Look after yourself though.

[Frantzuu]

Great piece, very well expressed. You put a lot into it and it shows, awesomeee!!

[THE LOST ROSE]

I have that nursing home experience when my grandfather was placed in one. Now my grandmother is on her way. I have those memories of watching people drug up and looking scary. I try to remeber that peaceful I first saw before the drugs. I hope you can always too. Great write....again!

[Sean M. Addams]

i liked this a very interesting piece..liked the detail and imagery in this alot... had some dark tones to it which i liked alot... overall nice job on this!!!

[Jeff Miller]

Great piece, it speaks volumes compared to the length, which is wonderful in itself. Amazing! I enjoy all of your work, you really know how to draw the attention of a reader and express your feelings.

[Bud]

I can feel you on this one, Kylie. The want to help feeling takes over the controls, leaving you wanting so bad to make life better for that person. I have to agree with Orlando, too. Your humanitarian spirit shines through in this piece, as it always does. Love your work! Most Excellent!

[deeps]

I like this write
Wonderful write but yet kind of errie.
well expressed and well written.

[Tiffany]

It is a nice piece of writing. I enjoyed reading this. Thanks for sharing, t.