Mental Health

Still Asleep
After a bad yesterday She slept all day With a bad mood But remain still at peace Still asleep Didn't eat Nor did she weep
By L.I.E5 months ago in Poets
When the mask comes off
Every Sunday he was an usher in church One of the few faithful teens But there was something beneath his smile That could be felt but never seen
By Cheryl E Preston5 months ago in Poets
Crucial Cords
“To get something worthwhile, you must give up something. The deepest, most personal aspects of yourself.” I've heard that one, and I agreed.
By Moon Desert5 months ago in Poets
desire exists
the night doesn't scare me anymore. but the darkness does. i don't know if it's ironic, or if it's a lazy contradiction.
By ⸘jason alan‽5 months ago in Poets
I long to be Gone
Death surrounds me Fear has gone Replaced by anticipation No, no, no They are here once more Let me go! I long to be beyond here
By Barbara Gode Wiles5 months ago in Poets
Archie: Work In Progress
As a kid, I discerned injuries were the tariffs of existence Being pragmatic meant to survive but optimism helped me thrive
By Archie Klawah5 months ago in Poets
Joy's Persistence
Tears become starlight through the cracks, joy finds its way, blooming from the ache. This captures how laughter can emerge even in moments of suffering, transforming pain into something luminous. The image of cracks suggests vulnerability, but also how light (joy) can enter through our broken places.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Poets
Necromancer
Halfheartedly, I mull through all the banter Playful back and forth; internal exchange Tete-a-tete, tripwired, becomes my cancer
By Marilyn Glover5 months ago in Poets
The Cartographer of Lost Sounds
I. I am the cartographer of lost sounds, A surveyor of the silent, acoustic ground. My map is not of ink, but of a fading vibration,
By Ali Hamza5 months ago in Poets
ripples
disarming the future with ripples the pull of the pool reaches the whole world life as a compass navigating in relation to its opposite
By ⸘jason alan‽5 months ago in Poets
'To you, who has brightened the stars.'
Shooting star across the sky, can’t help but wonder if it's you. And I wish you were to sit with me like we’d always do. Holding hands, looking up, hoping our wish comes true.
By Yuka5 months ago in Poets
Is This the Path to Your Stars?
When a relationship ends, the connection is yours alone to hold. Letting go of the hope to influence him again is the truest gift you can give yourself.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing5 months ago in Poets