F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X.

"It must be tough to see people die everyday.

People you meet for more than just a day."

We come and go like ghosts

Not sure who we are

Or what we love most.

"A tough time it must be

Being the doctor of these patients

That forget how to be"

Since our memory can’t hold the image just right

We start to fall down a rabbit hole of spite

Saying it's tough isn't enough

To change what we already knew

The reality of my life slips through my fingers

And clear into your view

It’s time to make a change

Because “Dying is not a crime.”

Help me please. “I’ll be fine.”