"Primum non nocere," a principle profound,
Not rigid law, but wisdom found.
In healing's halls, where choices weigh,
It guides the hand, but doesn't sway.
"ὀφελέειν ἢ μὴ βλάπτειν," a balanced plea,
"To benefit, or harm not," complexity's key.
Not black and white, but shades between,
Where modern medicine's challenges are seen.
The caduceus gleams, oft misunderstood,
While Asclepius' staff stands where healing stood.
Symbols twisted, meanings blurred,
Yet ethical practice remains undeterred.
In sterile rooms where decisions loom,
Doctors and patients dispel the gloom.
They weigh the risks, consider gain,
In partnership, to ease the pain.
Some peddle falsehoods, sweet and bright,
While truth seeks haven in the night.
But evidence-based practice stands tall,
Against deception's siren call.
"Primum nil nocere," evolving still,
Not perfection, but good faith's will.
To strive for best, while harm to shun,
In healing's never-ending run.
In research labs and by bedsides true,
Ethical minds seek what to do.
Through trials tested, with knowledge bright,
They pierce the veil of health's long night.
"To benefit, or harm not," the true decree,
A beacon burning, for all to see.
Not simple maxim, but complex art,
Where science meets the human heart.
With shared trust, respect held high,
Patient and healer together try
To chart a course through health's dark sea,
With ethics as their guiding key.
When are you going to grow up?
You still smile when you drag me down
When will you figure this all out?
That I am nothing like you now
I'm done with the drama
Done with the chaos
Done with believing things will get better
I'm done being blamed for
All of your problems
Done trying to keep the family together
And when all is said and done
I won't be the one
That comes crawling back to you
Because I'm nothing like you
When are you going to shut up?
You still gripe and bitch at us all
When are you going to figure this out?
I am nothing like you at all
Cause I'm done with the drama
Done with this madness
Done with pretending you will be better
I'm done feeling shamed for
All of your sadness
Done holding onto you like we're tethered
And when all is said and done
I won't be the one
That comes crawling back to you
Because I'm nothing like you
I am not like you!
I'm done being blamed for
All of your problems
I'm done believing that things will get better
And when all is said and done
I won't be the one
And when all is said and done
I am not the one
That came crawling back to you
Because I'm nothing like you
I am not the one
I am not the one
I am not the one
When are you going to grow up?
The love we once had has been killed and left to rot in the ground
It doesn't hurt anymore when I see you are not around
It's easier to keep the pain inside than to Let it out
You blame me, but you should take a look in the mirror now
Maybe it's better this way
Maybe it's how things were supposed to turn out
Maybe I should
Drive the nail in the coffin
Pull the pin on the grenade
Maybe I should
Stand back while you keep falling
Become the monster you hate
Maybe it's better this way
The bond we once shared has become frayed and hanging by a string
It doesn't hurt anymore since I don't feel a fucking thing
It's easier to keep my words inside, don't say anything
You shame me, but when you look in the mirror it's unforgiving
Maybe it's better this way
Maybe it's how things were supposed to turn out
Maybe I should
Drive the nail in the coffin
Pull the pin on the grenade
Maybe I should
Sit back as you keep falling
Become the one thing you hate
Maybe it's better this way
It's better this way
It's better this way
Now
I know I should
Drive the nail in the coffin
Pull the pin on the grenade
Stand back while you keep falling
Become the monster you hate
Become the one thing you hate
I am the one thing you hate now
Trust me, It's better this way
6/8/23