Mental Health

No One but You
No One but You I don’t cry for you now not like I did at first when she walked in smiling wearing my perfume You held her hand
By Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
He Keeps Talking, I Keep Dissolving
He keeps talking, I keep dissolving He tries to pull me back to reality I pull him back to my dreams Where do these dreams end?
By vijay sam6 months ago in Poets
Colors of Us
We are the colors of rainbows. I created Native American music from my Native Choctaw heritage. I am mosaic of DNA and so fed up with MAGA
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 6 months ago in Poets
No Longer
There is more than one way to disappear- to become memories in the wind considered in passing and brought back through fleeting
By Obsidian Words6 months ago in Poets
What Can You Say
If you would’ve told me that when I got older I would be all alone looking over my shoulder Checking the mirror, finding a stranger in my skin
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden6 months ago in Poets
What Happened to My Smile Today?
What happened to my smile today? Why do I always have to be the strong one? What would happen if I let it all in? Today’s been tough,
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️6 months ago in Poets
Ta-da
I am an act, one for your amusement. I jester and you applaud. The jokes are not the words but my presence.
By Ashley Wrigley6 months ago in Poets
Grounded in Water
What is it about the water? Is it that I am Earth, and my dry, parched soul desperate for divine liquidity, so that I can take root,
By Ellie Hoovs6 months ago in Poets
Sight
In vain attempt to grasp the ephemeral threads of reality, they unraveled, taking sanity with them. Leaving merely a void lined iris, eclipsed in ill-fated secrets unveiled. Ipseity adrift in the sempiternal maelstrom of awareness, settled upon the brow, a drowning anadem.
By AAshes6 months ago in Poets
How The Top Leaders Collapse
We have Seen it Before... We Will See it Again. It is a Cycle that Repeats within the Business Ecosystem. A Leader Rises to the Top of their Category...
By Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, DFM, DHM, DAS (hc)6 months ago in Poets
Becoming the Black Hole. Honorable Mention in Instructions for Disappearing Challenge.
Stay still. Left hand full, utilize the right. Fill them both until the weight of others sifts out from in between your fingers and falls like oil to your feet.
By Kaitlin Oster6 months ago in Poets
Instructions from a Child You Didn’t See
“This poem is told in the voice of a child learning how to disappear in plain sight.” 1. Start by holding your breath when someone says your name. It makes you smaller, like air under a door.
By T. E. Door6 months ago in Poets