Mental Health

Living Life Without Wasting Time
In the past I was so concerned with whether I was doing enough, worried that I was not good enough, or what would become of me.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
The Strength in Vulnerability
Vulnerability holds strength within, A truth that's powerful, not thin. The strength in vulnerability shines through,
By LASZLO SLEZAKabout a year ago in Poets
Mind Full Meanderings in Epiphany Minor; Unresolved Arrangement
Inching up, unravelling slowly, assessing, processing, bruises unseen Inner bells toll, loud as empty hallways, the echoes of hush
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Poets
Embracing Tranquility
In the forest’s hush, Sunlight filters through the leaves, Breathing in the green, Whispers of the ancient trees, Nature’s calm wraps around me.
By Printique Studiosabout a year ago in Poets
Life Is Worth Living
Lord, Your magnificence never ceases to amaze. You own every breath I breathe and every song I sing in praise Belongs to You.
By Idara Oghogho about a year ago in Poets
Fine Doesn't Always Mean Bad
I put my favorite mascara in the pink tube on my long dreary eyelashes as I look in the mirror that shows me the tired on my face in the morning before I start my day I flip on the light in my painfully dim bedroom to find my clothes and put on my darkest shirt that will always hide me because I want to disappear and I spray myself with perfume that covers the smell of someone who doesn't feel good enough and is pitying herself the burnt worm on the sidewalk in my path to my depressing car reminds me that it is not that bad, and it will never be that bad.
By Bria Lamonicaabout a year ago in Poets
A Coupling Rhyming Gem With Twists
In my early twenties I thought This world could be bought Using the magical dollar Stuffy under the collar Where am I going to go?
By Marc OBrienabout a year ago in Poets
Storms Of Goodbye
The feeling came late, like weeds through the concrete The smell of the rain rose, like mist, in the air The deafening sound, like soldiers marching feet
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
Attention (Not Quite Touching)
You met me at a time when things weren't alright At a time when I wasn't seen and no one knew me At a time when I didn't feel loved
By Angel Bladeabout a year ago in Poets
Am I not a man?
If I don't belch or fart and swear, Am I not a man? If I don't eyeball every curve you have, Am I not following the plan?
By Mat Barnsleyabout a year ago in Poets
The Serenity in Silence
Silence is the space where peace resides, A refuge where the spirit hides. It's the calm between the notes of life, A pause that frees us from the strife. In silence, there's a truth so pure, A moment where we find the cure. It's the stillness that clears the mind, A place where clarity we find. So seek the silence in your day, Let it wash your cares away. For in the quiet, in the deep, There's a serenity that we keep.
By LASZLO SLEZAKabout a year ago in Poets
Sing to Me a Lullaby
Smile at me like your eyes remember. Recall the scents of past Decembers. Hold my hand, just a little while. Sing to me those old lullabies,
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Poets