Mental Health

The View From My Two Left Feet
I think im the family's black sheep My generations sacrificial lamb Because its just been Uni Career Relationship Engagement
By Sarah O'Grady7 months ago in Poets
How to Disappear Without Anyone Noticing
How to Disappear Without Anyone Noticing Genre: Poets / Psyche / Social Com Style: Poetic diary/narrative fragments Day 1
By waseem khan7 months ago in Poets
Water
The lake never spoke. Not in the way oceans did, crashing against cliffs or pulling tides like breath. No, the lake whispered—silent, glassy, a smooth pane of reflection that mirrored the sky so perfectly, it was impossible to tell where heaven ended and water began.
By MIne Story Nest7 months ago in Poets
Everyone is a millionaire
Today, everyone is a millionaire, whether you realize it or not. Everyone is a millionaire in their own way. Some are millionaires at heart,
By Lightness7 months ago in Poets
Choices
look down don't make eye contact and make sure to mumble lower your eyes and always avoid causing trouble be polite not precocious
By Logan Stanislaw7 months ago in Poets
Wake Up.
Can you hear it? Do you feel it? Something is coming. No one is listening. No one is watching. WAKE UP! People are missing.
By CJ Raines7 months ago in Poets
The Thief of Life. Content Warning.
I can't breathe... under the the entirety of your weight standing on my chest‐ you've forced all the air from my lungs,
By Josh Morgan7 months ago in Poets
Spoons
It started simply enough You asked if I had a spoon to spare And because I loved you I lied, and handed it over. Next time you needed more than one.
By C. Carlson7 months ago in Poets
One More
When I'm with you, I'd like one more. One more kiss. One more hug. One more smile. When I'm with you, I want one more.
By Silver Holly Hope7 months ago in Poets
Things I Never Said Out Loud
There are words I never said. Not because I didn’t feel them, but because they stuck— right between my throat and my pride.
By Emma 7 months ago in Poets
Alive Again
I was dead for so long Today I am alive < Thinner Maybe wiser < I went a lot of days Not knowing When, how, or what
By Gene Lass7 months ago in Poets
“Walking Beyond the Reach of Dawn”. AI-Generated.
First steps – pure delight, second steps – echoing laughter, third steps – drifting away Away from my reach. In those early days, each step was a festival, beaming faces,
By Dipnarayan bhagat 7 months ago in Poets