Mental Health

The Power Beneath The Mask
Sometimes People are Not Ready. We all Develop Perceptions of the World Around Us. At times, those Perceptions are Correct...
By H.E. Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, COIE, DFM, DHM12 months ago in Poets
Failed Society . Top Story - October 2025.
I saw a shadow but I was not there,©️🎭 My heart beat went where nothing could be felt. Straight face.©️🎭 Yet I stayed. ©️🎭
By Caitlin Charlton12 months ago in Poets
The Pumpkin Lantern
The Pumpkin Lantern The air is sharp with autumn’s breath. Leaves rustle like restless bones, drifting across the quiet road.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
The Mask We Wear
The Mask We Wear I slip into silken disguise. It clings to the curve of night. The mask is a kiss on the mouth. A shadow that trembles with light.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
Valley of Echoes. Content Warning.
I woke from velvet dreams to the sound of groceries arriving tiny gluten-free lasagna in hand, archive humming. Today’s post is a ceremonial suite: elders standing in witness, a Bohemian at the corporate threshold, and a barefoot Composer walking the cracked score toward the tribunal’s shadow. Each image is verse. Each caption has a spell.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 12 months ago in Poets
The Well-Polished Smile. Top Story - October 2025.
The door opens upon a new day dawning, Just another 24 hours in the grand scheme of things, The wind blows, never needing a reason,
By Colleen Millsteed 12 months ago in Poets
A Life That Feels Like Yours
At the end of the day, when the world is done asking, and no one needs you to smile on cue, or rise to the occasion, or meet the mark -
By Zakari Runge12 months ago in Poets
The Mask That We Wear Haiku
The Mask That We Wear Haiku The mask that we wear Hide away tears and sorrow The real you is gone
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
The Mask We Wear
The Mask We Wear A smile can be sharp as a blade. It gleams while the silence bleeds. The eyes may shine with laughter, But carry a storm that no one sees.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
Cold
Have you ever drunk cold water on an empty stomach? --- Felt the icy liquid make its way down your throat settling nicely in the pit of your stomach
By Isabella Walker12 months ago in Poets
The Architect's Second Skin
The mask is not a lie, but scaffolding. A necessary structure built of courteous wood, painted in the neutral tones of "doing well,"
By Alexandria Hypatia12 months ago in Poets
False Allies . Content Warning.
The people who say they are my allies Stole my voice They buried it in the sand Watched it drift away with the rising tide
By vibrant ghost12 months ago in Poets