This Poetry
By: Ckolwethu Mthethwa
For this poetry serves as my medication...
A Prescription I take so in my mind there can be a separation
Between what's real and my overthought delusions
Best part Is I can never overdose on these stanzas
My soul consumes them infinitely, still my body stands
For this poetry serves as my therapist
It knows my struggles and it shows me sympathy
It has mastered the skill of empathy
I come to it heavy with stresses,
but after a one on one my problem tank empties
Pop pills and heal your body, your heart and mind remain in turmoil
I turn a page, and allow my pen to spit at it the venom from my thoughts and feelings.
My breathing slows and the tension in my muscles eases
My brain quietens and my heart relaxes
Unlike the pills you pop
This poetry serves to heal the body and soul
Sedating me without risk of a seizure
Bringing me peace beyond measure
Making me stay calm under all this pressure.
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