A Study of the Heart By Anna Delamerced

Last Friday, I ran my fingers against

The rough walls of an artery

A vessel ravaged by years of hardening

 

And I thought of my own,

The places where I’ve tried to suppress,

The places where it’s become

Hard like stone

 

Over time, aches and pains

Build up, accumulate,

The wear and tear

Fibrosis and scarring

 

Unwanted growths of hurt and shame

Cling so tightly it’s hard to let go

Of past mistakes and worries

 

Perhaps I need an ablation to

Destroy the dead parts of my heart

Revive the brokenness within me

Burn away my doubts and anxieties

 

I’m on my knees

Here’s my heart, take it, replace it

With one of clay

Shape it, mold it

To better reflect a deeper compassion

Like oxygen I need

A life-giving fountain

 

The hole in my heart

I had tried to fill with

My own hands

The achievements I accomplished

Fleeting praise and validation, like grass withering

 

Let my heart beat to the rhythm of yours

A pulse of restoration, renew my motivation

Fix my inmost being on the things unseen

That will last long after

My heart stops beating

 

Born and raised in Cincinnati, Ohio, Anna Delamerced enjoys spending time with family and friends, eating food, and listening to people’s stories (while eating food).

2 thoughts on “A Study of the Heart By Anna Delamerced

  1. Splendid piece of literary art in the field of
    medicine; both human and humane.
    I must say, there’s a brilliant, compassionate doctor ahead of us.

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