Mental Health

Unbroken Wings
In the tapestry of trials where shadows loom, A soul shattered, yet not consumed. "Unbroken Wings," an anthem to inspire,
By Unkown Me?2 years ago in Poets
The life of a Wanderer.
Attention all with tired ears and heavy hearts; Anyone Broken Certainly and absolutely can Deconstruct Every memory both
By With Love, Zinnia2 years ago in Poets
Break in the Storm
Annoyance was how things started Beginning with a slip Chaos was soon to follow Dreading every little dip Everything began collapsing
By Adam Wallace2 years ago in Poets
When will I be Ok?
In the echoes of the past, I roam, Since Dad left, emotions on their own. A rollercoaster ride through joy and sorrow,
By Kel2 years ago in Poets
Blooms of Emotional Resilience
Gentle tears cascade, Dewdrops on fragile petals, A soul's silent plea. In the garden of sorrows, Whispers of heartache linger,
By Buzu2 years ago in Poets
The Bookshelf
I’m standing in front of a bookshelf. It’s a beautiful wooden ornate one. One row is completely full, while the others are empty. There doesn’t seem to be any titles on any of the books but each is a different color.
By Lindsey Lugardo2 years ago in Poets
The Architect, the Blacksmith, the Carpenter, & the Surgeon.
I write about the darkness sometimes. I am not a dark person; I am more an entanglement of shadowy tendrils and sun rays. No, I think I write darkness because I'm trying to purge it from inside of me, one word at a time.
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Poets
Public Health, Private Choices
Private health care the path to health, Invest in your well-being, a fortress of self. Tailored care, a shield against despair,
By Sam H Arnold2 years ago in Poets
Tears Of Love’s Departure
Like the gentle breeze ceased, Your love quickly deceased. My eyes overflow with tears, Cascading down my cheeks.
By Emmanuel Ugwuanyi2 years ago in Poets
Do you know...
Do you know the feeling When you're screaming And it just doesn't hurt Because you feel nothing? Do you know the feeling
By Anna 2 years ago in Poets
Just A Typical Day To A Tantalizing Adventure
Mundane After work, I prefer to just lay around and do nothing. I cleaned the house and did some laundry. Brushed my teeth and had breakfast.
By Cathy Deslippe2 years ago in Poets
Death/Rebirth
The world begins anew. Breaking the darkness of the night, Silence through and through, Weighted down by might, Heaving in one final breath,
By Rachael MacDonald2 years ago in Poets