Saving a poet

 Venture forth on brash and bold
But know that for evermore
you may lose your mind
to mindlessness pragmatica
away from stark emotion
away from the ones around
those causing melancholia
It is but a sweet relief
Though like growing old
one shall knock on these doors
of logic and reason
bearing the overbearing
testing their mettle
then to find meaninglessness
It is a denial to grief
If so by chance you reach
Then
Find the hope beneath the breach
In the tryst of trials and fails
of a poet's trudge of unchartered trails
holding their sanity 
thereby, trying to prevail
Shake their soul and wake them again
For they are lost in such somber tales
Be their guard rail and wedge
Stop them from falling over the ledge