Mental Health

The Silent Scream
The Silent Scream That silent scream from deep inside, I reach, but still, the gap’s too wide. Words fall short, they drift away,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
The Gap
I thought of quitting. Yes, I thought of quitting on myself, As I am lost in the Net. Where to move and what to do and How? Why does it hurts so much? Can I find the tranquilizer? It seems so hard. No one is going to held your hand. No one is gonna save you from the darkness within you. Can you understand? It's puzzling my heart. What is the right path, I no longer need that when I have no heart. Questioning itself and defending itself Making it look like I am no longer existed. What's so hard for losing the self. If I can pause for a second. silence........ It's so peace within. I can hear it screaming. May it not be me but who am I? Take a pause, Take pause! Look back from where you moved on. Not so hard to be a ghost. People really called me an invisible shadow. It's online the Gap between me and my ego. Which can only destroy if you don't know how to merch. Close the gap as you moved up. It's only your Life in the Pause.
By SD Silone2 years ago in Poets
Time In A Bar
Sweet tears and memories are all that we have I ’d trade countless pennies To get some of them back Found somewhere in a catalog,
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Muted Cries
War cries deep within my mind Surfacing the battle, begging to confine Them versus me A family, what they see Boundaries snapped beyond repair
By Emmie Falbo2 years ago in Poets
"MY LATE POPPA VIC WW11 VETERAN IS CRYING FOR AMERICA". Content Warning.
Today is Veterans Day Along the way Of the freedom way The peeps that fought in WW11 are gone now Somehow I remember my pop Big Vic comment to me
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Watercolors
Watercolors He paints pigment in between the cracks Where the spaces of your life leave room And open wounds. The paint fills the shallow divots with an intense red,
By Bria Lamonica2 years ago in Poets
Tracked
In a world of glass and light, Where dreams once soared to dizzying heights, Fragments glisten in the fading day, Whispers of hope in disarray.
By FRANCIS IKEGBUNAM2 years ago in Poets
The Art of Renewal
There’s a quiet art in letting go, In watching leaves fall, soft and slow. The weight of time, the pull of past, Unraveled gently, free at last.
By FRANCIS IKEGBUNAM2 years ago in Poets
Temporary Death. Content Warning.
I can't help but wonder what would it truly be like, to silence my heartbeat, and command time itself to cease its pulse, to cast the world into a standstill,
By Jess S2 years ago in Poets
No More ... . Top Story - November 2024.
I want nothing more than to write about you and what you do to me To scrawl endless flowing rivers of words about you Oh, how I wish I could write that poem of you and me
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Poets
When Colors Let Go
The hand tilted the glass, and a cascade of shimmering colors spilled into the air, each fragment a memory reborn. A quiet voice drifted through the scene…
By Komal2 years ago in Poets
Journey for a moment!
Everything was easy in the journey We ourselves made the journey difficult! There are thousands of moments to live and show in this journey But we ourselves got stuck at one moment! A lot went by in that moment But still I don't know why we settled the journey in that moment! One day passed by in this journey, we met our breaths And the breaths also counted their accounts with us! On hearing the account of the breaths, we also moved ahead The account kept passing through our eyes And after some time, we also In our diary, we recorded these breaths In the name of life!
By Suraj poetry plus 2 years ago in Poets