To Ask for Help


The inside of your mind is torn

you ache for someone’s guidance

yet thrusted hand keeps them away

retained, a thunderous silence


Problems stem from holding back

and keeping troubles bound

The tigers growl, the gators snap

the lions, they surround


Isn’t is a comfort, though

to feel a warming hand

rest softly on your shoulder, stilled,

a yearn without demand?


To ask for help, there’s nothing wrong

seek others for direction

in grief or pain or lover’s quarrel

or self-imposed rejection


Why hold fast those troubled woes?

Let others help unleash

the honks of monsters, a demons fear,

a sorrow, then released


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