Gaurded
Tabitha Brady 1989 (MS)
Guarded
But who can blame me?
I’ve never been the one to fall
Never been the one to catch fire
Lol I’ve always thrown that shit back
See, I don’t pay much attention to my world burning down around me..
It’s burnt many times
I still get back up in the morning
That first one set the tone
fucked every person that came after them
I’ve always laughed at lovers
Id Never fall again
I’ve kept these walls up
Believe me they’ve been tested
Time After Time
Then……
I caught myself smiling at the thought of him..
The realization caught the breath in my chest.
Completely Paralyzed by fear
You don’t know it till you’ve been there..
when your hearts been ripped from your chest
You have a hard time forgetting it..
This is different
But I’ve been wrong before
I feel it in him to.
He’s as guarded as me
Those first ones will probably never
set us free
I was happy here in my own little world..
Grinding, watching these babies grow.
I learned to be completely happy with just me..
Then I watched my sister in the fall,
& I remembered..
Remembered the way it feels..
To not have this lonely,
I’ve put inside of me
I think I’m gonna take a chance & you know what? If my world burns down around me..
I’ll be able to look at myself in the mirror
The mornin,
it’ll come again..
Probably be burning when it does
But there’s beauty in the flames
About this poem
It's Lessons Learned the hard way.
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Written on 2020
Submitted by TheTKO on October 07, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | AB CX A XX DX X EX X X XF XX FX XX X ACA XX A BX XAA AC DEX X |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,429 |
Words | 315 |
Stanzas | 22 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 1, 2, 2, 1, 2, 1, 1, 2, 2, 2, 2, 1, 3, 2, 1, 2, 3, 2, 3, 1 |
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