Mental Health

The Last Flame . Content Warning. AI-Generated.
I watch the last flame the way one watches a mouth finally close after years of shouting. It shivers. It hesitates. It does not beg to be saved.
By Dainty Lava 9 months ago in Poets
Got To Grind
I need that energy I need that drive I need that mindset To always get to the money I need the body I need the strength
By L.I.E9 months ago in Poets
Feel Good
“To make a difference in someone’s life, you don’t have to be brilliant, rich, beautiful or perfect. You just have to care.”
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff9 months ago in Poets
It is Time to Stop Being a Saint
At 35, it's time to stop playing the saint; stop feeding everyone. I gave you a bottle of water in the desert. When we got to the city, you bought me a bottle, claiming we were even. This is the harsh reality of human nature.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing9 months ago in Poets
Spark
“Don’t just exist. LIVE.” We live on a beautiful planet and life here is wonderful. Every morning we wake up is a new day ready
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff9 months ago in Poets
We Need These
“The six best doctors: sunshine, water, rest, air, exercise and diet.” Sunshine has always been ‘the natural healer’. We need the sun
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff9 months ago in Poets
Psychic Attack
Psychic Attack The air tightens around me without warning, as if an unseen hand presses against my thoughts, and I feel the sharp edge of a force unspoken,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
The Version They Never Saw
Welcome. No photos, please — some memories bruise under flash. To your left: a glass case of “Almost.” Almost healed. Almost chosen.
By Marcus Hill9 months ago in Poets
Lost Seed
I thought I knew what roots were mine - how this twisting story made some sense, how, when, and why it would turn out fine -
By Gabriel Huizenga9 months ago in Poets
Bitter
She vaped in my tea the mango, to sweeten the lemon. I take it as it comes. Lemon heating wounds and honey dripping from the cup.
By Squeeze D' Avocado9 months ago in Poets
Bifurcated Divides. Honorable Mention in Roots and Branches Challenge. Top Story - December 2025.
____ ____ one ____ You whisked me away just as the bridge's precipice danced under my bare feet. // // I don't remember falling
By Corvus9 months ago in Poets
the heroin tree. Content Warning.
I was struck, a small hard seed in the spoon’s quick alchemy, where heat turned base metal to ritual. My first environment was a chemical haze,
By Ashlee Laurel9 months ago in Poets