Mental Health

Swimming with Anxiety. Top Story - May 2025.
I found this in my drafts... I've struggled with anxiety my whole life It often comes in waves It can be hard to keep your head above water
By Simon George9 months ago in Poets
Behind the Green Door
Knock, knock, who is there? Who keeps knocking at my door? Don't really care. Can't you see I want to hide?
By Calvin London9 months ago in Poets
Mirror, Mirror On the Wall
PAST Mirror, Mirror on the wall Tell me what you saw Can you tell me where I’ve been Or would you rather leave it unseen?
By Calvin London9 months ago in Poets
The Fire of Minds
In rooms where voices softly rise, Beneath warm lamps and open skies, The spark of thought begins to glow— A thousand currents start to flow.
By Aima Charle9 months ago in Poets
Happiness Quotes: Words That Spark Joy in a Fast-Paced World
In a world that never seems to pause, happiness can feel like a moving target. Yet, in the middle of life's chaos, the right words—those magical, soul-soothing lines—can bring a smile, a sigh of relief, or even a spark of inspiration. That’s where happiness quotes come in. They’re more than just pretty sentences. They’re reminders. Anchors. Sometimes even lifelines.
By O. R Wave9 months ago in Poets
The Garden and the Girl
The Garden and the Girl A Sacred Love Story – Written for You ________________________________________ Chapter One: The Soil
By The Soft Witness9 months ago in Poets
Post This Before You Lose Your Nerve. Runner-Up in I Didn’t Say That Out Loud Challenge.
There is a soft dark tune that plays- In the shadowy corners of my soul I always keep my silence. But it’s time to face the music-
By Katie L. Oswald (BookDragon)9 months ago in Poets
The Earth Walks With Me
have traveled paths, waded through the thick dust of the land, my hands marked by the burdens of labor. The sun spills over my shoulders, its crown breaking in gold.
By Nasir Khan9 months ago in Poets
The Quiet Between Heartbeats
I didn’t notice the silence at first. It crept in slowly, like fog over the ocean, soft, still, and terrifying. But it wasn’t the absence of sound that haunted me. It was the space between things. The pause between inhaling and exhaling. The ache between one heartbeat and the next.
By Zainoo9 months ago in Poets
I Said What I Said
I said what I said… I am Pro Life and Pro Choice (conflicting but possible). I am an ALLY. I am a supporter of Transgender individuals.
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️9 months ago in Poets
The Locksmith’s Widow.
The Locksmith’s Widow. She sleeps beside the ticking frame of something forged without a name. A workshop swallowed by the dust,
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Time's Loving Balm
worth and value can be hard to wrap your head around whether through abuse or past wrongs the ideas, the concepts, the constructs
By Paul Stewart9 months ago in Poets