How Poetry Saved My Life... Poem by Sebastian Melmoth

How poetry saved my life
When a moment of madness caused me strife
Brain cells started to cry, the truth just kept coming out I couldn't hide.

I was standing on the edge of the abyss wondering if I would survive
Head so messed up I worried if I'd be alive
Terrible when mental illness strike, you wish you could face it and tell it to take a hike

Descriptive words became my emotional tap flowing out of my head
Leaking the tales of fear and dread
Desperately searching to write a happier note and make my soul float

Words finding a way to describe the state of my mind and body
Hoping my work isn't too shoddy
The power to uplift or destroy playing with my brain like a toy

Bursting at the seams I want to now express and to create
The flow of poetry a reflection of my mental state
Posting on Twitter to share, people's kind comments show others care

Feeling alive as each word is filled with meaning
Every word I've spoken floats from my mouth to hopes ceiling
Passion and belief in letting words describe my story, giving emotional relief to this mental battle with optimism it will end in some glory

Poetic licence now fuelling my soul burner
Letting each piece become a page turner
Feelings pen describing the conversation with my inner self, making sure I don't get stuck on isolations shelf.

My minds a mystery the conjurer of letters
Jealous of the mentally well go getters
I can't imagine my life now without poetry, it helps me stay calm as I continue my story

This is how poetry saved me every day
This how poetry helps me every way
This is how poetry saved my life