care giver

care giver.when i was a care giver,i gave care.as a care giver,you spend time with someone who is sick and likely passing.it is helpless,it is madness.
words become useless.time became useless.work was a holiday,when you would drive me.
slowly,you would no longer drive.
by the time you knew it was over.
and today i wonder.
lucky enough to be here,to be a care giver.we find what we need and seldom it is what we want.all there in a frozen moment.the days were filled with air and hope.what you would find useless,less to less.gone,replaced by a different kind of air.
hope you do not go thru the same shit that you went thru here.that somehow,the design is different.intelligent.that we understand health and healing.does your soul need soothing.
a guilt free bakery,a hospital that works.a worry free new year,however functioning equality.
the same shit is still here.the same useless words,their mixed up meaning.
here you would be a baby.