I remember that one time
Right before they took me to UBH
I was sitting in the hospital room
A pair of deep gashes sitting on my wrist
Alone, waiting for someone
To stop the bleeding
And help with the pain in my heart
Then, a guard walked in
She was a little round with chocolate skin
And her voice was soft, yet rough
The idea that a guard needed to be with me
Didn't make me feel any better
But this wasn't fate's intention
For it turns out
That this lady was actually an angel
Sent to make me feel safe and sane
For we talked and talked
She helped me get some rest from a
Stressful day
She kept me distracted while
They put 12 stitches into my arm
And she fought and fought for me
Even if it didn't work in the end
As they were taking me away
I stopped to say goodbye
And as it turns out
It was her first day on the job
And I was her first assignment
Luckily, I set the bar pretty high for her
So she'll always remember me
As that one suicidal kid
Who still had a beating heart
YOU ARE READING
Beautiful Enough To Frame
PoesíaTwo years in the making. Two years of my life put into words. There is nothing more left to say.
