Mental Health

The Trauma Department
i'm a poet, and the world knows it although i wouldn't say that i'm tortured i sow from the walls of the world's smallest apartment
By JM2 years ago in Poets
A dance with my demons
I danced with the demon in the mist, Every blow draws fire from him. I feel like a joke in this dance, But freedom is seen as a sin.
By Kamal O. Touhami2 years ago in Poets
My descent to inferno
I welcome you to my corner of despair, pain, and darkness Where hopeless thoughts fill the air. It is very demanding
By Kamal O. Touhami2 years ago in Poets
Take Your Time In Life
Take your time in life. Everyone moves at their own speed, so don’t rush. Follow your own path, step by step, and life’s beauty will surprise you.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
So Weird
StrANGE and indignant like nothing I've seen You are weird, so I think I will keep you Lead my imagination to [PlaceS] I've never been
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
I know how to cherish, and I’m willing to release
In life, it’s okay to part ways with grace, Appreciate those who love and care in your space. Honor those who are truthful and sincere,
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
Can You Conquer Your Mountains Alone?
I admire myself the most because I’ve learned to overcome challenges on my own. Sometimes I feel like leaning on someone for support, but I can’t find the right person. Life’s obstacles are tough, covered with thorns, or filled with wild animals, so I’ve learned to rely on myself.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
Is Jumping into a New Relationship the Cure for a Broken Heart?
Love can be like a stubborn problem that’s hard to fix. Sometimes, after a breakup, people try to forget their ex by quickly finding a new partner. They hope a new relationship will make them stop thinking about the past. But, this often just shows they’re still stuck on their ex.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
Disconnected
Searching for the right tribes in thick clouds that block light Getting lost on a one-way street with toxic fog and foul fumes
By Chloe Gilholy2 years ago in Poets
Over It . Content Warning.
Im on a brain dump journey Just letting everything go that hurt me You slept in my house after I had this baby Deep in your heart you knew you didn't want no family
By I Am Sav Renee2 years ago in Poets
Walkin' On...
Delusion has a distinct clarity, which psychosis lacks. The road of delusion is crystal, transparent, and nearly unidentifiable. Psychosis, on the other hand, is warped and cracked and refracts light at its impurities, making it much easier to spot. To tread, both require trust, albeit not in Truth but in the source of the delusion or psychosis. Sometimes, that is only our Self. However, it is often much bigger, more calculated, and nefarious than that. A sociopolitically cultivated and premature dotage is an intentional plan. It is less of a stroll and more of a foxtrot. It is a complex dance intricately weaving legwork and controlled body flight into a rapid but seamless display of performative force. It holds our gaze and says, ‘Keep it moving; there’s nothing to see here,’ as we trip and sashay away from the suffering and trials of our fellow humans. It lifts our chin and says, ‘Play the game; you will be fine,’ as we close our eyes and pirouette through the pain. The reality of our shared struggles and the true intractability of our lives exists just beneath that pellucid path if only we would look down. If only we would regard others as we might ourselves. If only.
By kp2 years ago in Poets
If You See Me Through Their Eyes
A once unbreakable bond, forged through trials and tribulations, now lies shattered, torn apart by misunderstandings and false narratives.
By Mika Oka2 years ago in Poets