Mental Health

Lightning Strikes the Locksmith’s Grave
Lightning Strikes the Locksmith’s Grave They buried the locksmith with a chain through his mouth and a spike through each wrist.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
No Money in Art
Don’t believe these heartless thieves And the lies they sell There’s no money in art If that’s true Why do all they seek to control all we do
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
I hope you get exactly what you deserve.. Content Warning.
In that moment, I wanted you to die— a horrible and horrific death, drowned, sinking into deeper waters, with a noose around your neck.
By Lore S. Crown about a year ago in Poets
Teleport
Did you teleport me back to my youth? Because suddenly, it’s like my heart remembered how to skip a beat. You make me feel young—
By Annie Edwards about a year ago in Poets
Pressure
*I was going through some old notebooks and found some poetry I had written from when I was a teenager. At the ripe age of 37, this was quite a walk down memory lane. Here is one that I found called “Pressure,” that really made me reflect on some of the internal hardships I faced even when I was much younger. It made me want to give me younger self a hug, quite frankly. If only we could speak to our younger selves…
By Annie Edwards about a year ago in Poets
If I Were More Brave. Top Story - June 2025.
I don’t say it, because softness like this feels risky when it’s real. But if I more brave— I’d tell you that you’re the kind of calm I didn’t know I needed.
By Annie Edwards about a year ago in Poets
Things I Can’t Say Out Loud. Content Warning.
Things I Can’t Say Out Loud I look at you, sitting there, watching the time. It’s like you want to get out. Is she waiting?
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
She is a Ray of Sunshine
She believed she was the shadow— cast by something greater, trailing behind brilliance as if light was never meant for her.
By Annie Edwards about a year ago in Poets
Between the Lines
I never said you were worthless— just looked away when you spoke. I didn’t call you stupid— just laughed too long when you cried.
By No One’s Daughterabout a year ago in Poets
Beyond Comparison: The Power of Personal Evolution
When you progress, you start to realize that everyone is simply neither right nor wrong. They are all just living at different speeds, and that leads them to take different actions. A good attitude will help you go farther in life. "
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
Determination
“I am not a product of my circumstances. I am a product of my decisions” What ‘defines’ us as a person? It is not the circumstances we live in.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiffabout a year ago in Poets
You Are Perfect
“Go easy on yourself. Whatever you do today, let it be enough” We live in a society which continually pushes us to be ‘perfect’
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiffabout a year ago in Poets