Mental Health

The Wanderer Within
The Wanderer Within I walk a path, both bright and dim, A winding road carved deep within. The stars above, the earth below,
By Katie L. Kashanabout a year ago in Poets
SHUT THE NOISE
‘‘We all carry the weight of overthinking and regret, but freedom lies within. This poem is a gentle reminder to let go, love yourself, and embrace the present.’’
By Rhythmabout a year ago in Poets
Self-Appraisal Poem
Perhaps my pondering, should stay where the water ripples, around my feet rather then what is beyond the golden horizon.
By Daphsamabout a year ago in Poets
The Fool and The Hanged Man
I awoke this morning thinking of The Fool, his message of spiritual rebirth echoing within me. * Even though I’ve been at this work
By David Muñozabout a year ago in Poets
The Weight of the Red Tide.
It begins in whispers, a dull ache rising, soft like the hum of a storm just beyond the horizon. But soon, it roars. It twists, it wrings,
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
In the Glass House of Trust.
Open hearts collide, Walls of trust crumble like glass…… Again, I stand alone.
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
To Hell
You fall into recesses Of your self-injurious mind Head-over-heels, self-loathing for what? Again You've a hand encumbered With the grasp I engage To hold you just short of Hell
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Poets
R.E.S.I.L.I.E.N.C.E
Rising above the noise of judgment. Echoes of stigma will not define me. Strength found in pain, forged in fire. I carry the lessons like armor, with angels as my ally.
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
Labels misread.
Do you see me? Or do you only see the labels, the boxes, the warnings? ______ You speak about safety as if my truth is dangerous.
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
The weight of words.
You asked for honesty, so I gave you my truth. Not the polished kind, but the raw edges, the parts of me I keep hidden.
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
Overcoming Adversity, One Step at a Time
That is when I suddenly understood that I am absolutely self-sufficing as I have always been optimistic and brave. Now I may catch myself being depressed, sad, or even sometimes get the feeling of being hedonistic, however, I have never lost the spirit of living or found myself unable to recover.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
Unseen
Let’s take a good look at you, and the reveal unseen man, Let’s uncover all the underlying issues you must have, and reveal the unseen man,
By R0ME0about a year ago in Poets