Mental Health

Paper Thin Walls. Content Warning.
A dozen shattered dreams Lost to time Woven in the recesses of his mind In deep darkness Where he locked images away Voices
By KA Stefana 3 months ago in Poets
It's Behind Me. Runner-Up in Don’t Turn Around Challenge.
Its right behind me My hair bristles My blood runs cold and my heart catches in my throat If I move it comes along Stomping, deliberate.
By Samantha Shearer3 months ago in Poets
Occupied
By evening,the hallway always feels occupied. Not crowded. Just occupied. As if someone has stepped awayand forgotten to take the shape of themselves with them.
By Aarsh Malik3 months ago in Poets
Finding Contentment
The many phases of me so many faces I see deciding, overriding who I thought I'd be chasing my decisions filling my head with doubt
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 months ago in Poets
If I Turn Round. Content Warning.
From the cradle to the grave You're followed By the accumulation Like dust and debris Collected over years - Whether sitting or standing
By Paul Stewart3 months ago in Poets
Whispering Wind
It lurks and it hovers In the dark, out of sight You hide neath the covers Completely consumed by your fright You can’t turn around
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 months ago in Poets
The wave
A sudden wave of nausea hits. Thick and slick in the air around me. Drowning me in it. A gasp. A whine of my lungs as I try to breathe in.
By Chel Writes3 months ago in Poets
Memories
Don't Turn Around challenge - The Prompt: Write a poem about the feeling that something is behind you. You sense it before you see it. This challenge builds on anticipation and the fear of what stays just out of view. Stay with that feeling of being followed or watched. The presence may never fully appear, but it should shape the poem’s movement and tone. Think about how the tension sticks even when nothing is proven. What’s left unseen can feel just as strong as anything you show.
By Denise E Lindquist3 months ago in Poets
Crowned in the Underworld: A Persephone Poem About Becoming
After the plunge, there was choice. - Here beside Hades I sat, my hair dressed in twirls and woven braids, each wounded strand a record of the path I took
By Caitlin Charlton3 months ago in Poets
Care And Love
“To be kind is more important than to be right. Many times what people need is not a brilliant mind that speaks but a special heart that listens.”
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff3 months ago in Poets
Understand "YOU"
“Forget what hurt you, but never forget what it taught you.” This can apply to anything from personal grief to ‘collective struggles’,
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff3 months ago in Poets
Strength And Determination
“Just because you are struggling doesn’t mean you’re failing.” "You've got this!" We need to remember this ! When we are struggling,
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff3 months ago in Poets