Mental Health

A Friend, Turned Foe. Content Warning.
i reached the end of this rope long, long ago i have nothing but frayed ends in my hands now hope, has taught me true dread
By Josh Morganabout a year ago in Poets
Give & Take II. Content Warning.
if i could sell this storm i've been given, and trade my tears for a smile i would trade my sorrow for hope i would
By Josh Morganabout a year ago in Poets
Burnt Matches
Striking burnt matches on the ground Counting harsh words out of our mouths Building small fires out of ash Another step from what is passed
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
One More Time
Oh my soul, why are you cast down? My heart, what is weighing you down? What do you dwell on? My world, why are you always upside-down?
By Josh Morganabout a year ago in Poets
Shattered promises
You broke me and left me shattered, alone Tears fall like rain in the dark of night Heartache echoes in empty room Promises now broken lies
By Regina Hallabout a year ago in Poets
Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid
There are so many things I wish I said to you. Why couldn’t I tell you how your silence made me scream? --Or how I dreamed to be near you,
By Jennifer Davidabout a year ago in Poets
Straighten Your Crown!
No one’s coming to save me Am I going to continue to live my life alone? I’ve been living in a fantasy world Wishing for the knight in shining armor
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️about a year ago in Poets
Give & Take
oh what i'd give, to quiet the chaos my voice what i'd sacrifice, for a single season of silence all of my breath for just one quiet night
By Josh Morganabout a year ago in Poets
AHHH ANXIETY!!
------------------MONOLOGUE/SPOKEN WORD PIECE---------- AHHHH ANXIETY When your preparing for a big presentation and you F**k it up
By H J Myersabout a year ago in Poets
Zombie
No, not in your head it's there in your hand, zombie your glass and metal drugs In your hand, zombie no bombs, no guns, eating not
By Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago in Poets
Ordinary Originality
Observe overcoming obstacles One opponent; oneself Open opportunities occur often Others observed one overtake opportunities
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
I Catch a Glimpse of Sunshine
On the edge of a bustling city, where the concrete jungle seemed to swallow any hint of nature, there was a small, forgotten park. Its benches were weathered, its playground equipment rusty, and its once-vibrant flower beds were now overrun with weeds. The park was a relic of simpler times, overshadowed by the city’s relentless growth.
By Syed Moizuddinabout a year ago in Poets