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.
Speak2Me
Poem Published
Today 5:46am
Today 5:46am
Wolf #2
And just like that,
I decided to feed my wolf
And she settled down into a corner somewhere
And she slept a deep sleep.
I decided to feed my wolf
And she settled down into a corner somewhere
And she slept a deep sleep.
#anxiety
#depression
#SelfHarm
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:44pm
Yesterday 2:44pm
depersonalization/derealization
an honest answer to "how are you "feeling"?" every day....
time measured in seconds; moments; but everything appears normal on the surface....
an auto pilot stuck in a dream state feel.... dreary face to face interaction; at times like a low volume "echo"
like a "minor concussion" that'll never go away....
time measured in seconds; moments; but everything appears normal on the surface....
an auto pilot stuck in a dream state feel.... dreary face to face interaction; at times like a low volume "echo"
like a "minor concussion" that'll never go away....
#MentalHealth
#myself
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:54am
Yesterday 1:54am
thank goodness for poetry
that bottle with the note drifting out into the sea; that's poetry; not always clean; but is part of a poet's being
that 207th bone in the human anatomy; sometimes the 208th(lol); a feeling that can't quite be replaced; that pouring out of toxic waste when one's up night late;
from reflecting the past to contemplating fate; if writing from an honest peaceful state, it's like a bubble where the "devil's weight" can't penatrate, even on a bad day....
a way to meditate; that mental passage way, for the steady or the stray; it gives...
that 207th bone in the human anatomy; sometimes the 208th(lol); a feeling that can't quite be replaced; that pouring out of toxic waste when one's up night late;
from reflecting the past to contemplating fate; if writing from an honest peaceful state, it's like a bubble where the "devil's weight" can't penatrate, even on a bad day....
a way to meditate; that mental passage way, for the steady or the stray; it gives...
#spiritual
#MentalHealth
#uplifting #WritingPoetry
#uplifting #WritingPoetry
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Northern_Soul
-Missy-
-Missy-
Poem Published
16th Jan 2021 9:47am
16th Jan 2021 9:47am
Diagnosis
They tell me
there’s blue in you, my girl
there are seas in your chest
and waves in your mouth
water in your eye lids,
black pupil shaped boats
as pills slide across counters
in ill-fitting life jackets.
They say if I swallow
the ocean will come back for me.
there’s blue in you, my girl
there are seas in your chest
and waves in your mouth
water in your eye lids,
black pupil shaped boats
as pills slide across counters
in ill-fitting life jackets.
They say if I swallow
the ocean will come back for me.
#depression
#sea
#drugs
#OCD
#MentalHealth
59 reads
12 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
16th Jan 2021 3:06am
16th Jan 2021 3:06am
The Show Must Go On
Psycho Auteur Clearly A Theory Brought To Life
Under The Knife To Slice And Dice Pay The Price
Of Emotive Expression Under One's Compression
Geometric Progression As Indiscretion Intercession
Under The Knife To Slice And Dice Pay The Price
Of Emotive Expression Under One's Compression
Geometric Progression As Indiscretion Intercession
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
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Andres__Castro
Bumped 11th Jan 2021 4:16pm
22nd Dec 2020 3:00pm
22nd Dec 2020 3:00pm
There are Fellow Travelers and then There are Fellow Travelers
I
Ruben choked on his vomit today;
felt the urge to vomit before; today
tilted his head back and guzzled. He
had begun to vomit months ago—a little
at first: barely perceptible squirts attributed
to clams. When trickles turned to mouthfuls
he knew something was truly wrong; so bloody
wrong, thoughts of getting to a doctor made him
laugh. What MD could save him now? He knew
vomit was no joke, not to be played with, not
ignored. Rubin remembered a student who
vomited herself to death after a boyfriend
said she was...
Ruben choked on his vomit today;
felt the urge to vomit before; today
tilted his head back and guzzled. He
had begun to vomit months ago—a little
at first: barely perceptible squirts attributed
to clams. When trickles turned to mouthfuls
he knew something was truly wrong; so bloody
wrong, thoughts of getting to a doctor made him
laugh. What MD could save him now? He knew
vomit was no joke, not to be played with, not
ignored. Rubin remembered a student who
vomited herself to death after a boyfriend
said she was...
#MentalHealth
44 reads
Fallen_Angel_194
Angel.
Angel.
Poem Published
11th Jan 2021 2:21am
11th Jan 2021 2:21am
PCOS
She lives inside my body like an unwanted house guest ; unwelcome by all.
She strikes at the most important moments and leaves me with nothing but anger and pain.
She stays inside my lungs like a cancer that refuses to be killed, she is part of me.
I wake up sometimes mad at the world and the sky,
Mad at anything and everyone who tells me that I’ll be alright.
Because I am not alright, I am not fine.
I wake up and yell at god, asking why me.
There is no cure for what I have, and I may never have children because of it,
And I think that’s...
She strikes at the most important moments and leaves me with nothing but anger and pain.
She stays inside my lungs like a cancer that refuses to be killed, she is part of me.
I wake up sometimes mad at the world and the sky,
Mad at anything and everyone who tells me that I’ll be alright.
Because I am not alright, I am not fine.
I wake up and yell at god, asking why me.
There is no cure for what I have, and I may never have children because of it,
And I think that’s...
#illness
#MentalHealth
#myself
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Bumped 11th Jan 2021 00:28am
27th Jul 2020 10:13pm
27th Jul 2020 10:13pm
Normal?
What is normal?
Who can tell me, please?
Why it's not normal
To be like me
Who's to say I'm crazy
If I'm true to myself
You're the one who's locked
In your self made cell
Is my mind really lost
Because it's not like yours?
Do you think it makes me
Rotten to the core?
If you don't understand
What I'm talking about
Maybe you're the one
With the bulbs burnt out
Who can tell me, please?
Why it's not normal
To be like me
Who's to say I'm crazy
If I'm true to myself
You're the one who's locked
In your self made cell
Is my mind really lost
Because it's not like yours?
Do you think it makes me
Rotten to the core?
If you don't understand
What I'm talking about
Maybe you're the one
With the bulbs burnt out
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#addiction
#MentalHealth
168 reads
3 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
10th Jan 2021 12:56pm
10th Jan 2021 12:56pm
"happy place"
gravity non-existent; soring above all wedges; no more being tested; purpose, less relevance;
wishful becomes past tense; no longer held captive; no longer looked down upon with judgement; blissfully departed
no more beginning nor ending; no more expectations; no more potential arguments/disagreements; no more extended conversations
no more waiting; no more micro management; no more validation needed; no more mental, emotional imbalance....
"happy place"...
wishful becomes past tense; no longer held captive; no longer looked down upon with judgement; blissfully departed
no more beginning nor ending; no more expectations; no more potential arguments/disagreements; no more extended conversations
no more waiting; no more micro management; no more validation needed; no more mental, emotional imbalance....
"happy place"...
#spiritual
#MentalHealth
#freedom #emotions
#freedom #emotions
30 reads
Jamsta
Poem Published
9th Jan 2021 5:14am
9th Jan 2021 5:14am
Best Friend
Here I am again, my old friend
My companion
My right hand
We meet once more, it’s a trend
My minion
By my side you stand
Failure is your name
Tailored to me, is your game
The taller I stand
The greater you land
The harder I fight
The stronger your plight
The more I retaliate
The better you facilitate
The faster I learn
The quicker you burn
The harder I fight
The more painful your smite
The stronger I try to be
The tighter your hold on to me
The more I...
My companion
My right hand
We meet once more, it’s a trend
My minion
By my side you stand
Failure is your name
Tailored to me, is your game
The taller I stand
The greater you land
The harder I fight
The stronger your plight
The more I retaliate
The better you facilitate
The faster I learn
The quicker you burn
The harder I fight
The more painful your smite
The stronger I try to be
The tighter your hold on to me
The more I...
#anxiety
#depression
#MentalHealth
24 reads
1 Comment
Crazontheinside
Poem Published
8th Jan 2021 8:19pm
8th Jan 2021 8:19pm
Bittersweet
I am lost inside; a thought,
Aimlessly it wanders nowhere,
My life is one of suffering
Body and mind breaking apart.
Waiting, wishing; for different,
Standing at the edge of the cliff.
Waves come crashing on broken bones.
Is my reasoning enough?
Will I fall beneath the waves?
Or save me from my recklessness ...
Or will you turn the other way?”
People never die,
In the name of suicide.
They die from loneliness and sadness
Everyone should know that’s why.
No one knows my heartache,
It...
Aimlessly it wanders nowhere,
My life is one of suffering
Body and mind breaking apart.
Waiting, wishing; for different,
Standing at the edge of the cliff.
Waves come crashing on broken bones.
Is my reasoning enough?
Will I fall beneath the waves?
Or save me from my recklessness ...
Or will you turn the other way?”
People never die,
In the name of suicide.
They die from loneliness and sadness
Everyone should know that’s why.
No one knows my heartache,
It...
#anxiety
#depression
#suicide
#MentalHealth
#despair
45 reads
1 Comment
Crazontheinside
Bumped 7th Jan 2021 10:40pm
17th Feb 2020 3:08am
17th Feb 2020 3:08am
Bi-Polar - Through the eyes of a complex Mind
Update* Thank You Candor for helping me with this in the critique forum. Very appreciated. Thank you everyone else for the help aswell truly I am very grateful.
You're a living performance trying out for a part, while inside you're broken and falling apart.
Mind is clouded with judgement-reality strikes.
Life's an emotional rollercoaster ride: your views morph to shades of black and white.
Daily struggles of pain, weakness a curse.
This is me, myself, and I.
Scars of pain, torture, neglect,
have given me this complex mind.
As...
You're a living performance trying out for a part, while inside you're broken and falling apart.
Mind is clouded with judgement-reality strikes.
Life's an emotional rollercoaster ride: your views morph to shades of black and white.
Daily struggles of pain, weakness a curse.
This is me, myself, and I.
Scars of pain, torture, neglect,
have given me this complex mind.
As...
#LifeStruggles
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#myself
#acceptance
501 reads
9 Comments
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