Mental Health

Don't touch me.
I see you All in my face Get away Just let me breathe Please, I understand you love me This is just suffocating
By CotardDelusionz7 months ago in Poets
Give Me a Reason
I've been tryna keep my peace But lowkey I want a reason To stop controlling Cause I can feel it boiling It takes a lot of strength
By CotardDelusionz7 months ago in Poets
A Lost Feeling Found
From that day on, I never contacted you again. I restored my original appearance, embracing independence and freedom. No dependence, no disturbance – it's like I'd never met you before. I know it would be a pity to give up, but there's no point in persisting in some things. Is it a must-have? Maybe losing would be easier.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing7 months ago in Poets
Screw You
I'm the one you want when there's no one else around The kind that you call friend until someone else you know, is found
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden7 months ago in Poets
An Optimistic Life
“Focus on how far you’ve come — not how far you have to go” Life is a journey, a progress, we can be a part of if we want to be.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff7 months ago in Poets
Cherish And Appreciate
“Having a place to go — is a home. Having someone to love — is a family. Having both — is a blessing” All of these things
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff7 months ago in Poets
You Are Just As Special
“Make someone smile every day, but never forget that you are someone too” Love others but love yourself also. Smiling does so many good things
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff7 months ago in Poets
The White Demon
It came at dusk, when fire was low— that whisper through the winter snow. A flicker first, a curl of charm, no sword in hand, no show of harm.
By Secrets & Shadows7 months ago in Poets
Walking. Top Story - July 2025.
First steps, jubilance, second steps laughter, third steps a bit further Further from me. In the first days first steps were celebrations, smiles,
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)7 months ago in Poets
POEM - Born Of Earth And Light
I was born of earth and light, Where soil and sun in secret write The name of all who walk the land, Molded by dust, shaped by hand.
By Jacky Kapadia7 months ago in Poets
Pretty Little Chaos
Words Pretty little words In such pretty little chaos The world doesn't know What I pretend to be made of You’ll never know me
By Gail Fredricks7 months ago in Poets
Splash
I’m rinsing a cup, thinking about nothing, really, just the splash of water the water against the sink— when he’s there.
By Annie Edwards 7 months ago in Poets