Beautiful Enough To Frame

My Guard

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