Mental Health

Fire From Head to Toe
Bumps and scratches everywhere Skin on fire Sleepless night Who knew that this would lead to intense withdrawal Those pink pills, even the store brands, have power
By L.I.E8 months ago in Poets
Journey-2
A journey without pain Is a journey without growth No reward for the champion No pride in survival If all is trifle How many times can one be made anew
By Atomic Historian8 months ago in Poets
The Only Song That I Could Play
Here and there and Gone astray Who is to say what choices Not their own Have strayed from paths They never owned?
By Roderick Makim8 months ago in Poets
Therapy Challenge
Therapy Challenge... I am a happy person when… When I see my friends succeeding and healing from their traumas
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️8 months ago in Poets
Is love truly love, if...?
Is love truly love, if it is not Velcroed to sacrifice? Is love truly love, if it doesn't ripple out on the lake of existence?
By Rowan Finley 8 months ago in Poets
Bear II. Content Warning.
The rain decided to soothe me last night And whispered lullabies into my ear. I wish she hadn't; I don't deserve it. The bear I tempted followed me into the nets I laid
By Ruby Red8 months ago in Poets
he rides a pony. Content Warning.
hide and speak. you find me, forgetting i'm not lost and i don’t need saving.
By ⸘jason alan‽8 months ago in Poets
Feeling Mentally Exhausted? Discover the Power of "Good Enough
How to reduce mental exhaustion? “Good enough” is fine, not perfect. Many times, we want to be perfect but ignore the fact that "80 points is enough." When marking assignments, rather than spending two hours writing long feedback, it is better to focus on the key points and give simple and clear suggestions. This will help students and protect your energy.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing8 months ago in Poets
Transformations
To change to a new set of clothes, skin, wings or just metamorphosis. To be able to mold, to fold, or to make thoughts flexible.
By Lasha Desela8 months ago in Poets
Still Beneath the Sky
Breathe in, let the light settle into your chest. Breathe out— release the weight you did not know you carried. The sky curves wide
By Printique Studios8 months ago in Poets
bear
I like to stab the bear with the stick In an attempt to get it to spill the beans And finally fucking speak Its mind because I need to know
By Ruby Red8 months ago in Poets
Pillow Fort
You stacked comfort in rectangles of pillowed softness, feathers plucked from the down of morals, stuffed-alters,
By Ellie Hoovs8 months ago in Poets