Mental Health

Error & Trial (Life With ADHD)
Every step is a new, every day, at square one. Is life nothing more than this vicious cycle of trial and error? All acquired information is soon ejected,
By JM2 years ago in Poets
Death of a World
Developing technology to chronicle our destruction We’ve been here so long Yet, we know so little The more we learn The more disappears
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Under A Black and Blue Sky
The skies black and blue Her skin a similar hue Leave him and start anew
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Poets
The Symphony of Sorrow
Pain sweeps in, a relentless storm, Echoing, a symphony mournfully performed. It’s not just discomfort, it’s an opera profound,
By Rajesh Dhiman (Rajesh)2 years ago in Poets
I plead for sleep. Content Warning.
Despair grips: help me! Alone on my balcony. Dawn! Fear extinguished! * My second entry into the: * You may like to read my first entry for the ‘Sky-ku’ challenge:
By Pauline Fountain2 years ago in Poets
Look in the Mirror . Top Story - October 2024.
Just look in the mirror That person you are looking at deserves so much more from you That's the one you are hurting The one who needs your courage
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
Life's Obstacles and How to Overcome Them
Every person has his or her own problems. Accountabilities that lie in our laps and suppressed complaints in our bosoms. That’s a problem because there were too many things we couldn’t control – but we didn’t cave in.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
Toxic Trails Under Narcissistic Skies
Toxic trails taint above Unseen poison like your love God please be our glove
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Poets
Burning Fire's
A fierce blaze seethes inside my spirit, Glinting flares that consume and control. Ashes of enthusiasm light the evening,
By zulfi bux2 years ago in Poets
Mind Games
In shadows profound, where quiet talks, A game unfurls, slippery, grim. Not of the heart, but rather of the brain, A labyrinth of contemplations, where truth is visually impaired.
By zulfi bux2 years ago in Poets
All hail our Bravest Soldiers.
Death is always sickening, it lingers like a heavy fog, a stifling weight in my chest, and I’m trying to push it away, to move on like everyone else,
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
Waiting
Why do I keep on waiting Whittling time, Each curl a dime For every rhyme I spend debating; Will he ever burn the same
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Poets