Mental Health

Dear Grandma. Content Warning.
I still feel your warm cuddles, I still hear your soothing gentle voice reassuring me when I am sad, I can still feel my tears on your
By Carol Ann Townend8 months ago in Poets
Opportunity
THEY do me wrong who say I come no more When once I knock and fail to find you in; For every day I stand outside your door And bid you wake, and rise to fight and win.
By M.SUDAIS 8 months ago in Poets
Dangerous Wishes VIII. Content Warning.
The thought... The want... To KILL Desire and ALL of its wishes‐ is its very own dangerous wish, but quite far from the top of this list.
By Josh Morgan8 months ago in Poets
The Mask in the Mirror
What do you see when you look at me? Do you see what I see? Is there a trick of the light that distorts what you see? Or does it distort what I see?
By Erin M8 months ago in Poets
✨GLOW in your DARKNESS✨
✨When she learned to glow in her own darkness, she became the glimmer of hope she had been searching for.✨ And then she smiled—
By Annie Edwards 8 months ago in Poets
You Are The Sun
(You Are the Sun) Out where the wild wind tangles the trees, And laughter runs free on the backs of the breeze,
By Zakari Runge9 months ago in Poets
First Time
(Like the First Time) I saw you— and the world exhaled, like it had held its breath just waiting for this moment.
By Zakari Runge9 months ago in Poets
I Took the Beatings to Save My Baby
I Took the Beatings to Save My Baby I didn’t want to cry it was just the way my head hit the wall, after his punch. Our baby son sat in his cot, silently watching,
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Time's Healing: Beyond the Surface
There is always a time in life that is filled with many things that one cannot understand. You naively think that as time goes by, one day you will slowly figure everything out.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing9 months ago in Poets
Behind the Silence, I Scream
You Call It Strength, But You Don’t See Me Break They say I’m strong. They look at how I carry on—how I smile politely at the grocery store clerk, how I manage to work full-time, pay bills, raise kids, and still remember to ask how someone else is doing.
By Mian Nazir Shah9 months ago in Poets
Life
A role of responsibility A role of not caring The land of plenty's The endo of result The ego curveball The choice The yes and not question
By Lasha Desela9 months ago in Poets
This Is for the Hearts That Refused to Break. AI-Generated.
This is not a poem. This is a quiet rebellion. This is for you— the one who cried behind locked doors and still showed up with a smile the next day.
By rayyan9 months ago in Poets