What Becomes Of You Poem by nicky joyce

You sit so quiet looking though silence
The pondering thoughts of lost clients
Ones with injuries and such pain
Some with minor annoying aches

You took them in and fixed with might
To some peoples dismiss others delight
Taken the time to think it through
The laughter you gave them when all was doom

Now you sit and stare with such glare
No feelings no nothing empty air
Your lost and lonely nowhere to run
You need the help now not someone

Turn to floor where you once walked
Looking for answers but just locked doors
Screaming and shouting but not out loud
You dignity you once had is at risk now

So you sit and you suffer
In silence and alone
For the help you once gave
You now face all alone

Fear not I won`t let you sit and stare
I will be here there and everywhere
Will guide you through your darkest hour
Like you helped me in my neediest hour

If I take your hand like you took mine
Will help you find the once lost shine
Offer support guidance and strength
Cause I`m here for you each and every day