Mental Health

The Candle Within Four Glass Walls
I am the candle within the four glass walls, Flickering softly as the silent night falls. Loneliness is loneliness, a friend I know well,
By Lily💜 2 years ago in Poets
I Sit alone .
I sit alone for hours I keep telling my own stories to myself. What is wrong and what is right? I just keep thinking this. The sound of the cuckoo behind and the roar of flowing water in front. I just keep listening in my ears. I don't feel like leaving from one's own freedom where should I go leaving this behind On one hand this is freedom where I am the only one, I live within myself. If I go away from here So I don't know why? fill your mind with strangers I remain a slave.
By Suraj poetry plus 2 years ago in Poets
Little Love
Most of the time we aim for big things, But we don’t understand the power of little things. Something as small as eyes can capture a big universe,
By Lazywriter412 years ago in Poets
Dark Shadows
Dark shadows are looming. I can feel them. pushing me backwards My life lacks direction, only wishes, but they don't come to fruition.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
Bravery, Where are You?
Dear Bavery, Where are you? I don't feel you here any more Did my fear push you away? I need you to come back and bring Confidence with you
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
the law of the land
few full bellies gorge most beg at their feet to then share the dirty crumbs
By Luiza Araujo2 years ago in Poets
Complicated
I’m a complicated woman I’m complicated being Because I’m nothing like I seem So sorry to those Drawn to this shell Sorry that I smiled
By Lily2 years ago in Poets
A Dream Come True
Yesterday I had a dream come true Yes! It is true I was a strange child Disneyland was never in my plans I had a brain filled with full octane
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Peeling The Rest Away
Picking at the edges Where it’s frayed and weather proofed Standing on the ledges uncovering my truth Exacting the best revenge has
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Born by mistake
When the sun arises so do my daily thoughts. As the sun sets, my heart and intellect relax. Another day comes. As does my relentless suffering.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
The Chains of Yesterday
The past, a weight upon my soul, Shackles forged from years untold. Each moment, a link in the chain, Binding me to joys and pain.
By Ann Silvers 2 years ago in Poets
Intimate
All I want is to be intimate with you To know all your thoughts and feelings To know the real you To see your scars And remind you of how beautiful you are
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets