Mental Health

what's wrong
I kinda just don't want to do this anymore even though that's a sucky thing to say ~ even though I know I'd be missed I'd still rather not do this
By Belle7 months ago in Poets
I need
Emotions that can't be felt Written in sadness and confusion Acceptance that doesn't feel real Shown in interruptions and possession
By Callie Householder7 months ago in Poets
What Isn't Perfect Is Perfectly Good
What is perfection? It’s an arbitrary concept. To say that something is perfect is to say that it’s exactly as it should be,
By Test7 months ago in Poets
Old Fashioned Dissolve. Runner-Up in Instructions for Disappearing Challenge.
Crush the raw cubed sweetness, in the bottom of a glass. Wet it with a tincture of sorrows, fashioned from the brine of your grief.
By Ellie Hoovs7 months ago in Poets
Stardust, Still
I never believed what the blue mountains said of me, that I was luminary. I listened to beige pebbles, that played inside trickling streams,
By Ellie Hoovs7 months ago in Poets
Indebted to Survival
the cost of survival can leave you in the red they don't tell you that growing up or maybe they do and it was just me who didn't know
By Lolly Vieira7 months ago in Poets
The Risk of Ignorance. Content Warning.
In my childhood home, not knowing was a risk. Don't know what tone of voice to use? Risk being punished for being rude.
By Lolly Vieira7 months ago in Poets
The Quiet That Came After
It came not like a storm— but like the stillness after one. When the world is technically safe, but nothing feels whole.
By The Arlee7 months ago in Poets
The journey of life
We run after money in this short life and suddenly death comes. And we leave everything behind, everything is left behind except one thing that goes with us, which is our deeds. If good deeds are more, then it is fine, but if bad deeds are more, then what will we do?
By Wow Genius7 months ago in Poets
sweet children of mine
Children are life savers, quite genuinely They don’t realise how very much they can keep you alive intentionally My boys don’t know how angelic they are- they are all knowing and seeing
By Susannah Peareth-Kinston7 months ago in Poets
When the Stars Forgot to Shine
The sky once whispered dreams to me, A thousand lights in endless sea. They told of hope, of love, of time, Of melodies both soft and prime.
By Mahmood Afridi7 months ago in Poets
It’s Now or Never she Has To Go
It’s Now or Never she Has To Go She didn’t whisper she didn’t weep she walked out fast while they were asleep Four little ones
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets