Mental Health

I Would
Dear, there may be a day when you question everything, feel like nothing, and don’t know what to do or say to escape it. So you dream instead.
By Sam Eliza Green4 months ago in Poets
Frozen Smile
The same face. Always the same. Never a crack to be seen. Yet she sees through his lies. Sees the lines left behind
By Alexander McEvoy4 months ago in Poets
Porcelain Mask
Flawless features, Perfect expression. Never a crack to be seen. He questions that serenity, Wonders at the lingering legacy,
By Alexander McEvoy4 months ago in Poets
act natural....natural, natural, natural
don’t show to much you’ll lose him don’t let him see those scars he’ll find you revolting don’t be unique pull that mask on tighter
By Courtney Ann4 months ago in Poets
Battered. Content Warning.
She goes about her busy day Doing her errands without delay Everyone sees her as shy So they respectfully don’t pry
By Mother Combs4 months ago in Poets
‘there’s a pain in the back where the wings grow in’
—- to archive a heart and wire tap the brain. leave a part of you preoccupied. way up in the sky but on a permanent downtime. coming down from the high hi with a long sigh. too deep for drowning. something more akin to flying, without wings. like a melancholy feeling tasted on the wind.
By h.a.laine4 months ago in Poets
Mental Health poem
When people called your name And you think are you the same Or the monsters in your head are playing the game Still there is left some smile in my face
By Karun 4 months ago in Poets
Pain Vs. Peace
Pain Dull, sharp Aching, breaking, breathtaking Calming, relaxing, warming Light, soft Peace
By L.I.E4 months ago in Poets
Cloaked
Sad is this time of the demise of intellect, They don’t have to be correct, Their blathering oft ill-conceived. They only need to be believed.
By Thomas Durbin4 months ago in Poets
Mask of a Suburban Woman. Winner in Masks We Wear Challenge.
In Mesoamerican folk religion, a nagual (pronounced [na'wal]) or nahual (both from the Nahuat word năhualli [na waxli]) is a human being who has the power to shapeshift... into their tonal animal counterpart.
By Teresa Renton4 months ago in Poets
Caul. Runner-Up in Masks We Wear Challenge.
Note: a caul is a part of the amniotic membrane enclosing a fetus that may be found still covering a newborns head and/or face after birth. Happening in just 1 in 80,000 births (est) it rare and was believed to be good luck in certain parts of medieval Europe. However, in other times and places it has been a sign that a child is marked by destiny, spiritually powerful, or even blessed with foresight... an in some very specific incidents, it was thought a caul marked out someone for a journey to the hangman's noose.
By S. A. Crawford4 months ago in Poets
Open That Door
“If you can’t do anything about it then let it go. Don’t be a prisoner to things you can’t change.” Some things in our lives
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff4 months ago in Poets