Mental Health

Our Silence
This silence is not in solidarity with wrong This silence is not because we can’t choose sizes This silence is not because we are angry
By L.I.E3 days ago in Poets
L E A F
Hello leaf, soulless and free. How on earth did you find all of this solace in me? From where have you come?
By Kale Sinclair3 days ago in Poets
Lose: Angst
An old note of mine started and ended with a title an idea I lost: To Avoid An Existential Crisis Never Do This. But you can't avoid an existential crisis,
By Avocado Nunzella BSc (Psych) -- M.A.P 3 days ago in Poets
I Have Sat In A "Public Transportation" - Matey Seats Make Perfect Sense!
Some of us ladies, aren't great at this thing here; so I'll just tell you what I've been thinking, HERE! Valentines day, 1998 - he said he had a "GIRLFFRIEND".
By 365poetry3 days ago in Poets
Belief
“If you need something to believe in — start with yourself.” We live in a world which can be negative and filled with uncertainties,
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff3 days ago in Poets
Skills
“I Am committed to being better than I was yesterday.” We all want to grow in our lives and move forwards into a happy future.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff3 days ago in Poets
Knowledge
“Today is a great day to learn something new.” Knowledge is power. Knowledge is interesting. Knowledge is useful. Every day we are alive,
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff3 days ago in Poets
Dog Slavery Is On The Rise
Dog Slavary On The Rise Stood on a chair like a four legged maid red cap on tight, and my dignity frayed a sponge in paw, suds up to my nose
By Marie381Uk 3 days ago in Poets
The Audacity of Awakening
The reason many women lead such exhausting lives is not a lack of capability, but a surplus of patience. They spend years waiting—waiting for a partner to mature, waiting for someone to finally show they care, or waiting for a golden opportunity that is never destined to arrive. Eventually, a realization sets in: waiting is nothing more than slow exhaustion, while the "dare" is the act of turning around and walking away.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing3 days ago in Poets
We Grew Apart
We didn’t explode No slammed doors, no movie-scene rain. We just… thinned out, Like tea you keep topping off with hot water
By Milan Milic3 days ago in Poets
I’m not really into politics
I'm not really into politics But I know politics is really into me Into you and everyone I pass in the street It's in the places where I buy my groceries
By Cadma4 days ago in Poets
Forgiveness
Forgiveness, It can be quite a word, Can it not? It can be given easily sometimes, Much like candy on Halloween, When it is for something rather small,
By Rebecca Patton4 days ago in Poets