Healthcare Worker Writes Moving Poem About Working on Front Lines

A healthcare worker wrote a poem about what it's like being on the frontlines during the coroanvirus pandemic that'll break your heart.

Lizzy Pesch penned the emotional poem after watching a critically ill COVID-positive patient and a fellow nurse. "Just seeing this nurse touch the patient when the family wasn’t allowed to, it just struck a chord with me," she told Good Morning America. "It really hit me hard."

COVID POEM

Can’t hold your hand through doors of glass,
Watch nurses touch you as you pass.

It’s not just night shift that’s up at night,
As we all worry that things aren't right.

Your lungs are on fire, struggling for air,
Because someone without a mask just didn’t care.

Watching you suffer is destroying my heart,
We healthcare workers are falling apart.

When I get dressed for work, it’s not just a job,
When I lose another patient, it’s in my car that I sob.

You see I am human, I bleed just like you,
And with each death that I witness, a part of me dies too.

You’re someone’s Grandma, You’re someone’s son,
And people’s lives are coming undone.

Your body is hurting, and my heart it aches,
As I see the fear that’s across your face.

I know when I touch you, I touch you with gloves,
But underneath there are hands touching with love.

You probably think you’re fighting alone,
But at the end of each shift I’m taking you home.