Mental Health

WITHIN
Find a place within your heart Let me help you back to feet…. That’s our bond It’s just a start Cannot let you face de-feat….
By Haychie_Artist4 months ago in Poets
4 a.m.. Top Story - May 2026.
I've slept for 5 minutes, plus the pathetic three hours yesterday morning. Before that—achey, stretched-out hours of immobility, or necrotic bolts of sleep at inappropriate times of the day.
By Emily Adams4 months ago in Poets
Burnt. Content Warning.
Out in the fields, all remains impossibly still. - I collect my loose change, place another tooth into my pocket, and watch the clouds grow darker ahead.
By Reece Beckett4 months ago in Poets
neurotic night owl
i couldn't believe i was still awake and talking to the walls. i mean, slurring at best. maybe it's time for a new therapist.
By Lamar Wiggins4 months ago in Poets
“From Nowhere to Nowhere”. Content Warning.
I wrote this poem when I was 17 years old. It reflects the emotions, confusion, and intensity of that time in my life. I’m sharing it now as it was originally written, the voice of a young girl trying to understand herself and the world around her.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 4 months ago in Poets
Friday Evening
Is there anyone else feeling the tilt The pull to something dark and I thought about him again today. Of course. We're definitely going to go see Dad On the day. On the third.
By Paul Stewart4 months ago in Poets
Where He Belongs. Honorable Mention in Out of Order Challenge.
Tomorrow, I will apologize for the things I haven't said yet. I can see it— that small collapse around the eyes, but anger weighs more than regret.
By SUEDE the poet4 months ago in Poets
The Unseen Man
You are the unseen man, as am I. Sit beside me brother, here in the dark, He is forever in motion, Two steps ahead of hope,
By Adam Kolozetti4 months ago in Poets
Out of Order...
When your in a court room the judge can yell out of order But what about in life We each can be the judge, jury, and executioner
By J.W. Baird4 months ago in Poets
Feelings On
Turning feeling on Turns reality off I only see me and you Nobody else around us You my focus now Like a show I binge-watch in my mind every day
By L.I.E4 months ago in Poets
Unseen
The night was still, save for a breathless sigh that wandered pale through chamber, hall, and stair. And though no mortal shape disturbed the eye, I felt a presence lingering somewhere... Not seen, but sensed.
By Amber4 months ago in Poets
Marching Back From War
Marching Back From War Marching back from war tonight Boots dragging through the rain Every face beside me carries Its own version of pain
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets