A/N: I'm working on the next chapter for The Best of Times, I just have some writers block but it's coming slowly so please be patient. Thanks!
There's a woman crying out tonight
Her world has changed She asked God why
Her only son has died and now her daughter cries
She can't sleep at night
I watched that woman tonight, the paleness of her skin being obscured by the dark trail of tears spilling from under her eyelids. In her arms sat a small brunette girl clinging to her moms body, her own tears making a wet stain on the blue shirt her mother wore.
"I'm very sorry ma'am. We did all we could but he's gone."
Sobs shook her shoulders and she couldn't seem to stand on her own. I took the little girl from her and brought a stool over. Handing the child to Sam I laid my hand on her shoulder as she questioned God and the universe.
All I could say was "I understand......."
Downtown another day for all the suits and ties
Another war to fight, No regard for life
How can they sleep at night
How can we make this right
Just want to make this right
Then there was the day trader from New York who'd come in around noon. He lost $600,000 of someone else's money and took a swim in the Chicago River.
I shocked his heart at 100 jewels, did CPR and tried to pump the water from his stomach. Everybody stopped when the monitor registered a flat line, but I was persistent. Carter placed his hand on my arm and told me to let the man go.
"Time of death, 12:50"
We Believe
We Believe
We Believe
In this love
Now the inky blackness of night is all there is. I try to remember what being human felt like, I'm a doctor therefore most think we are superhuman. Destined to save the world is what my father always said.
The theory for cops is to be a good cop they lose apart of themselves because if they don't they end up the victims. I think that goes for docs too, if we bring home every case and every tragedy then we'll crumble under that weight.
I recall feeling similar emotions in the past, when the pain was fresh and raw. Nursing my hurt and crawling inside myself never letting anyone in. Eventually it was pointed out to me that I wasn't really living, that everyone suffered.
No one had to tell me that...
We are all the same
Human in all our ways and all our pain
So let it be, There's a love that could fall down like rain
Let us see, Let forgiveness wash away the pain
Learning to love again was a great accomplishment for me, after all the lies, the sex, the false relationships and meaningless life I led. What I thought had been wrenched from my grasp and lit up in the flames of hell had only been drifting in the ocean of loss and grief.
I had gotten absolution for what I rendered a sin when all that it had been was a poor decision that had accosted me greatly.
Confession, Absolution, Forgiveness....... some of the greatest gifts.
What we need, And no one really knows what they are searching for
We believe, This world is crying for so much more
We believe in, In this love
As a doctor I do what I can for my patients, fix the ones that can be fixed and comfort the ones who are at their last breath. I think it's all that I can offer because I am not superhuman.
None of us are
So this world, is too much for you to take
Just lay it down and follow me
I'll be everything you need, In every way
I watch the woman I love, the one I want to stay in my life for always. Her eyelids flutter as I move over, her grip tightens around my hand and she snuggles close to me for warmth.
In the living room I hear the TV going, shifting my drowsy eyes to the clock it reads 11:30. That boy should be in bed, but I leave him be.....my tiredness overwhelming the mechanism of my eyelids and I feel sleep grip me.
We believe in this love
What'dya think?