Mental Health

Still Healing II
"What's wrong with me?..." a question I've been told to stop asking, but I'm not exactly choosing to, it's just... I'm sitting in crowds addressed as "we"
By Josh Morgan10 months ago in Poets
The House that Regret Built
The welcome mat read "repentance welcome" barely visible on the doormat as if spoken like a whisper. I stepped through doorways framed with disappointment
By Ellie Hoovs10 months ago in Poets
Is Your Peace Worth More Than Others' Opinions?
As long as you don't pay attention to anyone's movements, don't speculate about anyone's thoughts, don't imagine things that haven't happened, be simpler, blunter, and slower, you will find that you are living very comfortably.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing10 months ago in Poets
Cold Beds
Come to bed my love, And reintroduce me, To the man I married, All those years ago. Lie with your wife, Embrace our devotion,
By Conor Matthews10 months ago in Poets
Confidently Lost
Losing track of myself Not knowing who I am Without my accomplishments And my favorite “I ams” Feeling stagnant and out of touch with the successful person
By Andre The First10 months ago in Poets
The Small Things That Saved Me
I used to think progress had to shout— some grand reveal, a thunderclap shift, a phoenix tearing through the sky. But healing?
By SP 10 months ago in Poets
Mind-emptiest, mine deeply.
Mind-emptiest, mine deeply. I don’t mind? That’s merely folly, An uncomfortable presentation. The postponement of stillness.
By Paul Beckett10 months ago in Poets
Time to Reframe
I guess I should feel lucky then; no more precious time wasted. I'll be glad to be on my way then, Ain't no use in feeling jaded.
By Sara Wynn10 months ago in Poets
The Anatomy of a Lie
I found it lying curled beneath a lace doily pretending to be innocent. It reeked of lilies and rust. Scalpel in hand
By Ellie Hoovs10 months ago in Poets
Consider the Ravens
Dear weary child, Awake upon another Hail Mary. Protesting the Monday blues. * Consider the Ravens, They wake too.
By Natasha Collazo10 months ago in Poets
Anxiously Attached
My heart and mind are racing. Perhaps they deceive me. Paranoid with anxiety fearing that you’ll leave me. Coming from a childhood where caretaker love was inconsistent.
By Joe Patterson10 months ago in Poets
Seeded
random thoughts that come to light are never truly, that, or anything (sometimes I feel so consumed by self) like that, just random thoughts
By Paul Stewart10 months ago in Poets