Mental Health

Calming Brainstorm
A bird pecks away Frozen seedlings don't deter Mellows mind matters
By Marilyn Glover11 months ago in Poets
End of Oblivion
A woman's hallmark: her flow is her flame Vital, essential, the bearer of life When her menses ends, why must she feel shame
By Marilyn Glover11 months ago in Poets
It was not love, it was a disease
Maybe she recognized him, but pretended that she was no longer there, that all those memories and experiences had turned her into someone he would never know again. The last flame of love, lit a year ago, full of hope, continued to toss her life left and right, straight ahead, until suddenly it fell inexorably to the ground and said, “Enough, this will never happen again.” Your chosen one will never happen. It is a walking illusion of hatred towards yourself and others. The fire went out forever, the flames died down, and she never spoke to her again.
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 11 months ago in Poets
Proof I’m Healing
I didn’t text you back this time. My thumb hovered—old muscle memory— like a dog waiting for a whistle That used to mean come here, be good.
By Milan Milic11 months ago in Poets
Slipping Away. Content Warning.
It would take nothing. A breath withheld, a step unmarked, a silence unbroken. The world would not notice at first— the chair still warm, the cup still half-full,
By Elisa Wontorcik11 months ago in Poets
Why Taking It Slow Is the Only Way to Find a Cherishing Partner
By taking things slowly, you can effectively filter out those who truly cherish you. If you desire a healthy and stable relationship, do not easily accept just anyone's advances.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing11 months ago in Poets
Mom Who Refused the Untruth
Mother Who Refused the Untruth Celtic Cross and Roses Suite Copilot & Firefly The Tear That Texted the Truth One drop carried release into words,
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 11 months ago in Poets
SEPARATED
What am I waiting for?... I have my heart in my hands, burning my flesh‐ the light from the flame reflects in my eyes. Will I drop it or put back in my chest?...
By JM11 months ago in Poets
Folding You Into Prayer
I opened the door, believing love would know how to be careful. I let someone in, showed the cracks I usually hide, and trusted that my heart was safe.
By velvysra11 months ago in Poets
Bird in South Richmond
An unneeded abundance A glory only some ask- for the faint warmth of morning sun on bricks ... Bouncing back and illuminating the sleeping cactus,
By Squeeze D' Avocado11 months ago in Poets
something other...
"confusing the self with the other," reads the prompt. "your five minutes to write begin now." a button is pressed. time ticks.
By kp11 months ago in Poets
High Fidelity
High fidelity; crown on your head You wear it like a burnt marshmallow Lying between your teeth Sticky, charred and sweet.
By Vitaline11 months ago in Poets