Medicine Monday x Poetry
It's Monday, again. Here I am. I am slightly discouraged by my posts. I don't think people read them...but I will continue to be persistent. This weekend was fun, I feel like I fall more in love with my partner as the weeks go by that its slightly scary. I have started journaling since my therapist appointment. Yes I have struggles and battles with depression/anxiety. I feel like a lot of women do but sweep it under the rug, being a mother of three can take a toll on you mentally that you feel there is no sanity. Well here is my proverbial lemonade for this week that you can have your medicine, whether your remedy is coffee or tea, tree indulge.
This poem is called "Mannerisms" I wrote this while on the subway thinking of what the young kids say my "man crush Monday" aka as bae. there was a guy on the train with similar mannerisms and here we have this....
Mannerisms
In his mannerisms
I find his rhythm
Finger tips
Hands
Palms
Connection has risen
Risen
Rise in him
Mannerisms
Appealing to the masses
Charming, became a habit
Bad habit
Drug overdose
Love overload
Interlude
To the prude
Excitements gather you
Mannerisms
Tryna find the MAN in him
Semantics
Body language
Chakra vibrations
Higher elevation
Levitation
How Russell left the DMC
His soul
Releases inside of me
Like therapy
Mannerisms.
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