Mental Health

even if. Content Warning.
tears of disbelief well up in my eyes. grief, my old friend, is back again on that heavy drive home alone, and i see you walking in my rearview.
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
‘When the Answer Is No’ Protocols
A cemented “No” Not today Eyes closing please go away Rest won’t get this Easy can’t let this Slide through to slow rise and nominal function
By The Dani Writer2 years ago in Poets
The Scream of The Inner Child
My ears are pierced by an inner scream Loud like a machine roaring rhythmically In a language tells of the pain from a long-lost dream
By Stella Yan PhD2 years ago in Poets
Title: "Harmony Unveiled" ( Content writer and Content creator, Prompt Engineer TasLema AktHer RuNu from Bangladesh )
In the quiet garden of empathy, where blossoms of understanding bloom, a tale unfolds of hearts entwined, a melody sweet, a shared perfume.
By Taslema Akther Runu2 years ago in Poets
I hope this reminds you
Splashing over the sprinkled memories of thee, You ponder over the thought of how it could be. Reminiscing the golden days that held a silver line,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
ghosts of parmony
those who are invisible should neither be seen nor heard which has its advantages neither credit nor blame received
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock2 years ago in Poets
In the depths of my poetry
I breathe in the sauntering air that collapses my being, I breathe through the crevices of my existence unseen. Uncertainty in its yonder strikes in bolt on the scars that nobody sees,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
My Inner Sex Demon
i had walked upstairs and there she was in the doorway i ran away quickly screaming and the demon followed.... slowly
By THE GREAT AMUN2 years ago in Poets
Victims to Victorious. Content Warning.
Adolescence is stained Burnt-orange, rust-colored disdain Chaos filled memories Distorted realities Emotional abuse scarred in our souls
By Kelsi Smoak2 years ago in Poets
Intimacy
What kind of intimacy do you seek Physical intimacy seems easier to find than any other kind But it’s more important to find intimacy of the mind
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Hitting Snooze on the New Year. Top Story - January 2024.
Another year begun, says my calendar But the rhythm of seasons disagrees: the old winter is not done. Be soft with yourself.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Poets
Time And It's Agenda
I'm awakened once more, the time, 2 a.m. in my head, there's a scream but I don't give a damn running away - only thinking of me
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets