The Sunday News
Poem
I STRUGGLE removing temptation and sorrow for a better tomorrow.
Life is confusing.
I’m tired of losing in hopes that I will find some peace in mind.
Distorted perception, thoughts of deceptions, memories that are haunting of the drug I am still wanting.
Complex situations, illogical insinuations.
Consumed by fear from the voices I hear, telling me to quit fighting.
Telling me drugs is the epic centre of the teenagers.
I get tired of relighting the flame of my soul, relocating a goal, for the strength to carry out, and remove myself out, to beat my addiction and inner confliction.
Let go of my shame , break free from this pain, chain less, for the chance to see life without depression, feelings without suppression.
If it is over too easily they will just tease me.
Plotting an attack on getting me back to the hollow place.
For all this time you controlled my mind.
drugs
I followed through, now I say NO TO DRUGS.
I will never rewind to you, ’cause now I can smile in knowing I am free ’cause I have finally found me.
– Thandekile Ncube is an Upper Sixth former at Luveve High School
