Mental Distress Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

Every day and every second
Layers upon layers of stuff
Carelessly piled on the mind
Trickle down to the subconscious
And forms a layer of mud
A wishy washy soup of molten lava
Ready to ferociously erupt
Into the realm of consciousness

A psychological disaster of unknown proportion
Is sitting at the bottom of our subconscious
Hysteria and delusions loom at the gate of our consciousness
Mental illness threatens our colourful minds
Overworked and overburdened
The conscious mind is on edge

Overthinking and worry
Stress and anxiety
Erodes our mental capacity
And corrodes our abilities
Robing us of all the innovative ideas
And the expected long healthy life ahead