Mental Health

Behind the Metaphors
You wouldn’t know it, but I lie awake at night negotiating with silence, trying to convince it that I’m not as lonely as I feel.
By Annie Edwards 9 months ago in Poets
Unfollowed
Unfollowed I used to scroll like it was prayer, A ritual of glass and glare Eyes glued to filtered smiles and thighs, Chasing beauty that wore a disguise.
By Zainoo9 months ago in Poets
Flicker Fade
Flicker Fade Grief Speaks I held your coat like it could still warm me. Your scent lived in the lining. A ghost stitched into cotton.
By Muhammad Hakimi9 months ago in Poets
Nobody's Son. Top Story - May 2025.
My father he struck me and all I had was a bowl half empty and now I'm a man of at least six and thirty and I struggle every day
By Amy9 months ago in Poets
The Last Unicorn’s Lament
They caught her not with ropes or chains but with a looking-glass, its face so wide and framed so fine with gilt-edged lies and brass.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"9 months ago in Poets
The Rabbit Hole of Answers
Are you ok? ❔ Appears to be A yes or no question A request Residing in the realm Of the binary ❔ When in fact It is an
By K.B. Silver 9 months ago in Poets
Allowing me to apologize
Words come and go; some stay in anyone’s mind, especially those words that hurt, that make anyone tremble, feel hurt, to be dismantled without power, feel vulnerable. Words could hurt and create a poison state, a going in circle situation, and even worse they could bring hate where love was before. Those words were used for years as well as the grob parameter. Words hurt, words that come from frustration, dark places, revenge, discussions, fights and misunderstanding.
By Lasha Desela9 months ago in Poets
Beyond the Burden: What's the Way to Balance Body and Mind?
At any time, learn to calm yourself down. No need to tell others how sad or kind you are. How lucky you are to learn to interpret everything you experience calmly.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing9 months ago in Poets
Being Human
Came to life, learned to cry as a child Started to grow Learned to listen to your heart Became an adult Just listen to the voice of reason
By TheNaeth9 months ago in Poets
Paint it Purple. Top Story - May 2025.
I wrote this today from my dreams, life, and tidbits of the news. I was thinking about this topic for hours. Finally, I wrote the song, created a video to add visuals.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 9 months ago in Poets
Things I’m Still Holding Gently
I’m still holding gently the version of me who didn’t know better, but still showed up, still tried. I’m still holding gently
By Amr Aly9 months ago in Poets
HER INNOCENCE
She walked like silence in the dew, The hue of the morning, a silence of stars, Not knowing what the world could do— She bore her heart, unarmored through.
By Lajuk anjum9 months ago in Poets