Mental Health

Tendrils
He leans toward the light. Doesn't say much, but he reaches. Every morning, he stretches toward me— soft, slow, reverent—
By Ellie Hoovs10 months ago in Poets
Not Your Love
He don't want your love Not your type of love That love don’t survive Not the one that come without pain Your love knows no struggle
By L.I.E10 months ago in Poets
Omer 6 - vampire smile
Tearing into scar tissue on soft, exposed neck into thrumming, strumming artery interlocking in memory, ghosts, touch.
By Chaia Levi10 months ago in Poets
Just Another Day
Today was just another day Of sadness, of sorrow No different than tomorrow. The universe cast me in my role but the universe hasn't made me whole
By Chris Z10 months ago in Poets
Let's Offer Support
I never wanted to just make a living — but to do it by doing what I love, something meaningful for the world.
By Seema Patel10 months ago in Poets
Let the Inner Child Alive
People often think small kids are naïve. They break toys, they cry for candies, they trust strangers. But give them a break —
By Seema Patel10 months ago in Poets
Nature is the Antidote
Nothing happens overnight. I am content today, despite mounting responsibilities of parenting as unsupported immigrant in the mid-life, in these stressful times.
By Seema Patel10 months ago in Poets
Unfiltered. Content Warning.
"I don't want to be here..." "I can't wait for this day to end..." "I don't want to be conscious right now..." These are rather dangerous thoughts that come to mind‐
By Josh Morgan10 months ago in Poets
Diagnosis
ADHD is such an ugly acronym Entreat psychology to go back to the drawing board The fulgent constellation of my mind Not encompassed in its description
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Poets
Forging a Life of Self-Reliance?
Never prove yourself to others. Be who you want to be. Never explain yourself to others! Those who understand you will naturally understand. Remember, you live in your own eyes and die in the mouths of others.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing10 months ago in Poets
A poem about your first diary in which you wrote your first poem
Darkness was impaired in its transgression as hope seemed to find its way, A startling realisation, a sight to behold, one might deem to say.
By Hridya Sharma10 months ago in Poets
Suddenly, One Afternoon
Suddenly, One Afternoon – Samiul Nirjon Suddenly, I saw her on one side of the road— I never thought it would be possible in such troubled times.
By Rejuan Ratul10 months ago in Poets