Mental Health
Forgiveness after the storm
The muse of poetry in its depths stalls the ensue of thee, Drowning in the sparse spectacle of hope left, one dives into the waters of misery.
Hridya SharmaPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsBREATH I BREATHE
Noise noise noise I'm searching for poise
Catherine NyomendaPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsBillows
Fan billows all night. Dream rushes on moonlit bay. Joy fights for the throne. ~ Palm tree waves with glee. Mental ebb and flow through sea.
Rowan FinleyPublished about 9 hours ago in PoetsYou-14
I wish I could have lied to you And said I didn’t want you Or want you near But the truth is I was living in fear The fear of opening myself up
Atomic HistorianPublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsYou-13
Life has taken its toll But I can get through it all Because when you smile at me You smile with your soul Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
Atomic HistorianPublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsYou-12
If only you could see yourself through my mind Then perhaps you’d understand Your beauty The reason why I give you my most precious thing
Atomic HistorianPublished about 11 hours ago in PoetsThe King
In the land of the blind The one-eyed man is king Even in the cage The bird still sings Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
Atomic HistorianPublished about 11 hours ago in PoetsThis Is Strength
Your treatment of me Necessitates thousands of diary entries To fully describe the extent of the abuse That you have inflicted upon me.
Mescaline BrissetPublished about 14 hours ago in PoetsFalling Asleep And Waking Up
I am adorning myself with many layers of patience, Each additional one is thicker than the one before. They dance together in perfect harmony,
Mescaline BrissetPublished about 15 hours ago in PoetsThe First Day After Doomsday
On the first day, They were all hushed and cautious, Constructing a fresh realm from the ruins, Left behind by past transgressions,
Mescaline BrissetPublished about 17 hours ago in Poetsswim
If my body was a ship would we make it to sea or would the moon and the tides continue to laugh at me?
R.C. TaylorPublished about 17 hours ago in PoetsBetter Bruises
She wore that smile like a loaded gun That girl was 90 proof The taste of her lips Danced on your tongue But you held her in a noose
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about 23 hours ago in Poets