Young Writers Society

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I chose the path where I had to help others before I could properly help myself.
The beeping machines, the shuffle of feet,
I’ve memorized the sounds—the code calls, the quiet weeping,
the soft murmur of prayers offered to machines that don’t listen.

I chose the path where I had to help others before I could properly help myself.

They don’t understand why Mommy’s tired, why she’s always at work,
or why her face looks so sad sometimes when she stares at her computer screen.
I tuck them in at night, trace the curve of their cheeks with my fingertips,
and I want to freeze time, hold them here in this moment where they still need me.

And yet,
I wake up, put on my scrubs, and log into my classes,
because this love for them— this aching love keeps me going,
even when I want to collapse.

I chose the path where I had to help others,
but in the cold of those hospital halls,
I remind myself— I’m building something for them, brick by brick,
hour by hour,
so they won’t have to choose
like I did.

Hello, and thanks for sharing this piece. It seems to reflect a candid feeling and thought process. It's like it's a personal story but it's put into a form that could classify as poetry, and I think it's great that we can do that and make it feel like we're making poetry out of life itself.

The theme of self-sacrifice is obviously the prominent idea here. Thank you for giving us this glimpse into the mind of someone who is putting their all into caring for those they love.

Keep up the good work with your writing!

hello esemeraya here for a review:


You skillfully captures the emotional challenges experienced by people who put the needs of others first, providing a moving and sincere examination of the difficulties of caregiving. A striking contrast between professional obligation and selflessness is created by the realistic depiction of hospital noises and loving moments spent with children. it really emphasizes the toll this decision puts on the speaker's soul, the repeated phrase "I chose the path where I had to help others" serves as a powerful reminder of their unshakeable devotion. Though the emotional depth is admirable, there are a few parts that seem a little repetitious, which might lessen the effect as a whole. The poem's resonance may be increased with a more diverse use of imagery or structure.the ending is very moving, giving viewers hope despite the difficulties of providing care. All things considered, this poem is a heartfelt meditation on sacrifice and love that asks people to consider the bigger picture of guardians' hardships.

Well done. This poetry truly forced me to consider the wider perspective, and I thoroughly liked reading it.