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Not a sanctuary, but another grave

Not a sanctuary, but another grave[
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I saw your cry for help
But it got lost in the long list of poems,
I was just too happy to comment,
I couldn't see how you truly felt.
Till there was nothing left,
I couldn't lend a hand.

In your pen you told me you were drowning.
A sincere cry for help
I thought it was just words that fell off your hand
A badly written poem which wasn't one of your best
But I didn't see you meant by what you said
I said you'll be okay
I never realized you needed a friend
Not a friendly response from a fellow poet.
Now I see I failed to lend you a much needed help.

Now I'm trying to comb through a long list of poems
I'm looking for that thread
One that I could hardly remember.
How did I ever forget?
I'm trying to quote your words,
what good will that do?
Now that you are already hurt...
I saw the fire yet I didn't see you get burned
I was too interested in how crafty you've written your words
And only how I can relate...

I'm sorry my friend
I wish I had opened my ears maybe I would have heard
And I would have given you a hand
And saves you before you got burned
Now I understand it's too late for that


Written by poetOftragedy
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Author's Note
As much as DU Is a great home for sharing our poetry, I also believe it could be a place whereby lives could be saved, lives of our dear fellow writers...
We as poets should pay attention, be supportive and where we see danger try to intervene.....

This piece is long overdue
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