HELP a poem...

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HELP

a poem...

By

Ross E F Lombardi

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You don't want to ask for help

You resist asking for help with all you might,

You hold out from asking for help for as long as you can.

You avoid asking for any help - like the plague,

Asking for help is a last resort.

Suffering seems a much better option...

Almost anything is better than getting help.

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Because your toddler past taught you how painful it was

To ask for help.

To cry quietly in a corner in terror,

Wanting the simple comfort that any scared child would want.

THEN be rejected.

You soul remembers that pain.

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The child learns not to ask or expect.

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So, now as an adult

When you are already in more pain than you can stand.

In more fear than you can cope with.

You dare not risk adding to it,

By asking for help again.

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Because another “No” would break us.

And we are trying to survive in a world we have no faith in.

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And THAT is why

Some of us never want to,

– Never dare to,

– Or have the courage to - ask for help!

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