Mental Health

FACELESS
my face is blank but my heart is crying although my eyes are dry a nightmare stirs behind them my face may be blank but my mind is in chaos
By JM2 years ago in Poets
That Which Finds You
Every single second of the lifetime spent in search of love is endeavoring to justify one's existence on this celestial ball.
By Gabriel Huizenga2 years ago in Poets
Late Night
Sometimes, I'm at a loss. From my late-night thoughts coming across. That I couldn't ignore. The things that have been on mind from before.
By Nary2 years ago in Poets
My Valentine
I sit in a darkened room. Valentine’s Day approaches, And I am alone. Who loves me? Who do I love? Who will be my Valentine?
By Laura DePace2 years ago in Poets
2025.... pt. 1.5
I finished part 1...... and then....... went back to my social media news feed that I had purposely neglected for the better part of this week
By Kia T Cooper-Erbst2 years ago in Poets
today
today, inhale, everything that has felt expected of you and exhale knowing that you don’t have to be anything if you don’t want
By C.H. Dawn2 years ago in Poets
Fighting You . Content Warning.
You don't know how tiring it is To wake up everyday and fight the same enemy , It is even more exhausting and painful when you're that enemy. Fighting You is so tiring, I can't fight you anymore...
By Sade Turne Markowitz2 years ago in Poets
Don't Wait for Tomorrow
We always think that the future will be long, but in fact no one knows whether tomorrow or the accident will come first. There are some people you think you can meet, and some things you think you can continue forever. Then, maybe the moment you turn around, there are some people you will never see again. When the sun sets and rises again, Everything has changed, and you can never go back if you are not careful.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
Madwoman
I'm a chaotic kill spree-er. I am a magnanimous goddess relieved. Half of me is an absolute Queen sneering at anyone who looks at me wrong.
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY2 years ago in Poets
Reminiscent Regrets
I would be remiss if I didn’t admit that I often reminisce over my collection of wrong place trophies but I don’t regret
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Sigh!
Sometimes, the sadness is not loud, It doesn’t scream or shout. It’s the quiet ache in your chest, The weight of a heart that can’t rest.
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
When challenging time will arrive You can sing a song into Your Heart !
When the challenging time arrives You can sing a song into Your aching heart and tell Yourself everything will be okay I will go through it all calmly relaxing my soul
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 2 years ago in Poets