Sometimes I just feel so frangible
like drowning in the troubled water.
I wouldn’t speak to a psychologist
I wouldn’t look for a specialist
I wouldn’t go to a therapist
I wouldn’t take a pain killer
even though I am having a bad headache.
Would you be my healer, and
help me get out of the trouble?
My dear student Eric
you have to give me a break!
Have you realized that
when hearing your voice
my temples are banging
my knuckles are aching
my muscles are twisting
my cells are deforming.
The noise he makes is cracking loud
like a thunder hit a cloud
As he is around
I couldn’t avoid hearing his hoarse voice.
He broke his throat for asking more
and for fear that others wouldn’t hear him
insistently, intentionally never ever give in
until I put up the white flag to stop his roar.
Would you be my healer
shut his mouth when he keeps yelling teacher, faster
seal his lips when he is doing my awkward incident disclosure
refresh his mind when he is disturbed by a trivial matter
comfort his heart when he frets and fumes with his nature
open his ears when he chatters in class with his neighbor
cease his anger when he gets exasperated by his brother.
Be my healer,
because I grow sicker and weaker.
hold my hands when I am stressed out.
listen to me when I am having a complaint.
give me a hug when my body shakes with resentment.
take my part when I am going to fall apart.
I need you!
Be my healer
no more delay
Written by RoseJasmine