Poems about Mental Health and Mental Illness
#MentalHealth
Poems written by those experiencing mental illness, mental disorders and other mental health problems. You'll also find poetry written by loved ones of sufferers. A bold and honest glimpse into the reality of mental illness.
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-Alice-
-Alice-
Bumped 21st Jan 2019 2:41pm
27th Nov 2018 3:50pm
27th Nov 2018 3:50pm
Dream
When you leave, there’s no sun in my sky
But warm fire flies are left aside
You run marathons, no one can outdo
I’m cheering you on from the side line view
“Come on! Come on! Run right through!” - To be fair, that’s all you can do
Cos in my mind, you’re not really you
Smiling ear to ear, then you break in two
Your eyes fall off as they unscrew
Shattered to pieces, those pieces flew
The meaning of this was misconstrued
Panicking, I have to fix you
...
But warm fire flies are left aside
You run marathons, no one can outdo
I’m cheering you on from the side line view
“Come on! Come on! Run right through!” - To be fair, that’s all you can do
Cos in my mind, you’re not really you
Smiling ear to ear, then you break in two
Your eyes fall off as they unscrew
Shattered to pieces, those pieces flew
The meaning of this was misconstrued
Panicking, I have to fix you
...
#love
#rhyming
#MentalHealth #learning
#MentalHealth #learning
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Inkerpoet
Poem Published
21st Jan 2019 00:00am
21st Jan 2019 00:00am
fear
i cannot imagine
any other worse
possible way to die,
than lingering
in the sickness
of fear
one's entire life.
any other worse
possible way to die,
than lingering
in the sickness
of fear
one's entire life.
#MentalHealth
#humankind
#LifeCycle
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Blackwolf
Poem Published
20th Jan 2019 9:34pm
20th Jan 2019 9:34pm
WTF It's No Duck
WTF , It's No Duck ,
It's An Ad , A Bad , Bad , Ad
An Ad In A Box That Makes Me Mad
Mad , Mad , Mad
Dr. Seuss Would Drive A Caboose
Over These Just For Fun
Or Send The Grinch To Get The Job Done
Can Someone Take Care Of These Ads ?
Before We All Go Mad , Mad , Mad ?!
It's An Ad , A Bad , Bad , Ad
An Ad In A Box That Makes Me Mad
Mad , Mad , Mad
Dr. Seuss Would Drive A Caboose
Over These Just For Fun
Or Send The Grinch To Get The Job Done
Can Someone Take Care Of These Ads ?
Before We All Go Mad , Mad , Mad ?!
#anxiety
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
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Pigeonheart
Poem Published
20th Jan 2019 1:09am
20th Jan 2019 1:09am
Sybil’s Villanelle
One’s Brigadoons their Steve McQueens
two separate to disagree
three-faced in Apple
lost in dreams
The trances traced inside extremes
of multiples of other me’s
Those Brigadoons
and Steve McQueens
replaced and chased but not redeemed
across a flat reality
three faced
and lost in Apple’s dream
the promised lands appear on screen
imagination’s clarity
a brig is doomed
a queen’s McSteve
...
two separate to disagree
three-faced in Apple
lost in dreams
The trances traced inside extremes
of multiples of other me’s
Those Brigadoons
and Steve McQueens
replaced and chased but not redeemed
across a flat reality
three faced
and lost in Apple’s dream
the promised lands appear on screen
imagination’s clarity
a brig is doomed
a queen’s McSteve
...
#secrets
#technology
#MentalHealth #hypocrisy
#MentalHealth #hypocrisy
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EVILANGEL34
Poem Published
19th Jan 2019 7:21am
19th Jan 2019 7:21am
Troubled Lives
Look into her eyes she's completely withdrawn,
Everything she's been through brought it on.
The ones who are the closest, do you think they can tell,
That all she's become is an empty shell.
How do you think she got this way?
These are the memories locked away.
Broken lives, full of lies,
He didn't think twice before he blacked her eyes.
Pain, anguish, sadness, grief,
Still she's left in disbelief.
Breach of trust, full of disgust,
It's time to step back and readjust.
She's slowly learning to love...
Everything she's been through brought it on.
The ones who are the closest, do you think they can tell,
That all she's become is an empty shell.
How do you think she got this way?
These are the memories locked away.
Broken lives, full of lies,
He didn't think twice before he blacked her eyes.
Pain, anguish, sadness, grief,
Still she's left in disbelief.
Breach of trust, full of disgust,
It's time to step back and readjust.
She's slowly learning to love...
#depression
#insomnia
#addiction
#MentalHealth
#disability
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unwrittenmess
Poem Published
19th Jan 2019 2:41am
19th Jan 2019 2:41am
the black dog
the black dog
he has name,
depression.
it’s not the first time i fought him
he’s got ahold of me good this time
i can’t break free, he yanks and pulls me down, he’s strong
i’m yelling and screaming for help but no one seems to hear.
i’m not sure if i can escape this time
i’m on the ground, feeling defeated
but no, i can’t let him win
if i got away before i can do it again
yes, i have to fight, i have to get back up.
i will not allow him to win.
i’m stronger then him.
i escaped before, i can do it...
he has name,
depression.
it’s not the first time i fought him
he’s got ahold of me good this time
i can’t break free, he yanks and pulls me down, he’s strong
i’m yelling and screaming for help but no one seems to hear.
i’m not sure if i can escape this time
i’m on the ground, feeling defeated
but no, i can’t let him win
if i got away before i can do it again
yes, i have to fight, i have to get back up.
i will not allow him to win.
i’m stronger then him.
i escaped before, i can do it...
#sadness
#depression
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
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samael
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 10:54pm
18th Jan 2019 10:54pm
Salvation from the wood chipper:chime in any time you see fit
This bout of intermittent depression
kicks like a race horse
and your carried on flirting romance.
kicks like a race horse
and your carried on flirting romance.
#love
#depression
#MentalHealth
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Blackwolf
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 7:18pm
18th Jan 2019 7:18pm
Words Done Gone
A Word Can Hold A Thousand Pictures
Only Bound By One's Mental Stricture
A Dictum Can Tell Where You're Comin' From
A Protocol Just The Way You Get It Done
An Alibi An Excuse For A Lack Or Slack
A Stutter A Symptom Of A Word Attack
But Did I Forget To Mention Retention
Is A Magnet For Memory Detention
And When Mental Traffic Is Constricted
When Language Is Tongue Tied Restricted
You Can Dwell Deep On Phrases Said
Graven On One's Soul Yet Better Off Dead
Only Bound By One's Mental Stricture
A Dictum Can Tell Where You're Comin' From
A Protocol Just The Way You Get It Done
An Alibi An Excuse For A Lack Or Slack
A Stutter A Symptom Of A Word Attack
But Did I Forget To Mention Retention
Is A Magnet For Memory Detention
And When Mental Traffic Is Constricted
When Language Is Tongue Tied Restricted
You Can Dwell Deep On Phrases Said
Graven On One's Soul Yet Better Off Dead
#anxiety
#depression
#MentalHealth
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Xaphan
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 12:34pm
18th Jan 2019 12:34pm
She's Stalked By Her Insanity
Somewhere in a cold dark place, deep down and dead
Her aroused insanity gorged as the pompous feeders fed
Every egocentric medium, of every shamanic sham
Seduced and fooled her and didn't give a tinker's damn
She's stalked by her insanity and she lives with lies
The impossible quests behind her corrupted guise
And now she's sure she talks to those who've passed
Leaving no room for doubt, there're no questions asked
Keepers of the imaginary charm with delusional candour
Evoking reunion beyond death, for they choose to pander
Dreamscape phantoms...
Her aroused insanity gorged as the pompous feeders fed
Every egocentric medium, of every shamanic sham
Seduced and fooled her and didn't give a tinker's damn
She's stalked by her insanity and she lives with lies
The impossible quests behind her corrupted guise
And now she's sure she talks to those who've passed
Leaving no room for doubt, there're no questions asked
Keepers of the imaginary charm with delusional candour
Evoking reunion beyond death, for they choose to pander
Dreamscape phantoms...
#grief
#death
#spiritual
#ghosts
#MentalHealth
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SimpleTon
Poem Published
17th Jan 2019 10:37am
17th Jan 2019 10:37am
I hold a candle to the devil
I hold a candle to the devil
My hands tremble
The flame flickers at the bottom of the staircase
Satan demands a sacrifice
I read my daughter a story tonight
I hugged her and tucked her in tight
As I gave her a kiss I heard a voice
Outside which tormented inside my mind
It was Lucifer I heard him say "I want the lamb. I will collect the lamb later and I demand my order."
The devil wanted me to sacrifice my daughter
I knew they meant an innocent child the lamb of God.
I ran to the front room
I knew what I had to do
It...
My hands tremble
The flame flickers at the bottom of the staircase
Satan demands a sacrifice
I read my daughter a story tonight
I hugged her and tucked her in tight
As I gave her a kiss I heard a voice
Outside which tormented inside my mind
It was Lucifer I heard him say "I want the lamb. I will collect the lamb later and I demand my order."
The devil wanted me to sacrifice my daughter
I knew they meant an innocent child the lamb of God.
I ran to the front room
I knew what I had to do
It...
#dark
#evil
#MentalHealth
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FallenAngle
Poem Published
14th Jan 2019 10:24am
14th Jan 2019 10:24am
This is the end my friends
This is the end my friends
it seems I've lost my mind
what a fool I've been
to ever believe that I
could get away unscathed.
This is the end my friends
it seems our efforts were in vain,
in my efforts to find myself
I've lost myself instead
although I could have survived that
but losing you all too
is what made my veins run dry.
This is the end my friends
it seems there's no hope left for me
my bones filled with dread
and my heart of sorrow,
how I wish I could rip my brain from its cage
and bury it deep into...
it seems I've lost my mind
what a fool I've been
to ever believe that I
could get away unscathed.
This is the end my friends
it seems our efforts were in vain,
in my efforts to find myself
I've lost myself instead
although I could have survived that
but losing you all too
is what made my veins run dry.
This is the end my friends
it seems there's no hope left for me
my bones filled with dread
and my heart of sorrow,
how I wish I could rip my brain from its cage
and bury it deep into...
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression
#suicide
#MentalHealth
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Tallen
Poem Published
14th Jan 2019 4:14am
14th Jan 2019 4:14am
Manual of Metal Madness
I'm all Strung Out:
My metallic hand and amidst a cloudy haze
all that glitters ----
Yes, these, we understand. . .
Wealth at all causes is but an idealistic maze.
Rung out ---- NO!
Still deep purple, strikes my veins
My maiden of iron skipped the wedding and aged ROCK
clings to life while the stranger NEO-ROCK is shedding.
A beautiful pearl I sought deep inside a blue oyster
shell -- I thought I found, yet it was not ~
But metal madness forged out of Hell!
In terror, I ran to a priest confessing my twisted ...
My metallic hand and amidst a cloudy haze
all that glitters ----
Yes, these, we understand. . .
Wealth at all causes is but an idealistic maze.
Rung out ---- NO!
Still deep purple, strikes my veins
My maiden of iron skipped the wedding and aged ROCK
clings to life while the stranger NEO-ROCK is shedding.
A beautiful pearl I sought deep inside a blue oyster
shell -- I thought I found, yet it was not ~
But metal madness forged out of Hell!
In terror, I ran to a priest confessing my twisted ...
#MentalHealth
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