Poems About Mental Health Seeking Honest Critique
#MentalHealth
Poems about mental health seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
A Disturbed Mind
WHO really knows what goes on inside some people's mind, thoughts of them fighting and killing at well against imagines, that only they see in the dark deepness of insanity. For it's true as hell has finally broken wide open, by the actions of some people's, bringing death and destruction, that is seen in todays society. For sure society has really grown cold as ice, with some people's filled with rage and anger that you take a chance, to even go outside, 🤨 to catch a bus or ride on a train or going for a quiet walk, just to breathe and feel the sun upon your s of skin and face....
#anxiety
#bipolar
#depression
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
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The Past Haunts the Present
April 26
I’ve never been gripped by such fear while making love.This last weekend was long and filled with rough sex in my apartment.. Mike's touch is harsh, demanding. The one time I said, "I love you," Mike must have sensed the fear in my voice. He only smiled slightly at the words and then said, “Well prove it,” leading my hand to his crotch. My heart raced…with desires, but also terror. I’ve been with many men but never one who seems so harsh at his core.
His past haunts our present. When I touch him, I sense the ghosts of those he's left behind. Am I...
I’ve never been gripped by such fear while making love.This last weekend was long and filled with rough sex in my apartment.. Mike's touch is harsh, demanding. The one time I said, "I love you," Mike must have sensed the fear in my voice. He only smiled slightly at the words and then said, “Well prove it,” leading my hand to his crotch. My heart raced…with desires, but also terror. I’ve been with many men but never one who seems so harsh at his core.
His past haunts our present. When I touch him, I sense the ghosts of those he's left behind. Am I...
#betrayal
#MentalHealth
#sex #violence
#sex #violence
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grey moodiness
It's grey today outside
It matches my somber mood
With feelings of melancholy, I feel weighed down
You would think the rain would signify cleansing to me
And the raindrops by themselves would
It's the grey depression I can't take
weeks that drag on under a haze
It's dreary, and my emotions grow dark
No one seems to visit on days like today
People similar to me are in a funk
depression is like big fluffy clouds
that cause a fog in my mind
oppressed, I struggle on
pushing myself to accomplish...
It matches my somber mood
With feelings of melancholy, I feel weighed down
You would think the rain would signify cleansing to me
And the raindrops by themselves would
It's the grey depression I can't take
weeks that drag on under a haze
It's dreary, and my emotions grow dark
No one seems to visit on days like today
People similar to me are in a funk
depression is like big fluffy clouds
that cause a fog in my mind
oppressed, I struggle on
pushing myself to accomplish...
#dark
#MentalHealth
#rain
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Cognitive Test Connecting Dots
poet
ledge
deer
headlights
6 o'clock news
ledge
deer
headlights
6 o'clock news
#disability
#illness
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
#weakness
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dreaming of mother
it did not happen that way
or I would have remembered it so
you were always so fond of the lie
which put toe into truth, cold truth,
and fashioned straw snowmen
which didn't exist
can you not rip that memory
from that cardboard covered thing
you recorded all those shall we say
delusions? No one wished to kill
you as you slept so why the mawkish dummies that you made
of clothing beneath the spread--they
would have fooled no one
as you sought trembling sleep ...
or I would have remembered it so
you were always so fond of the lie
which put toe into truth, cold truth,
and fashioned straw snowmen
which didn't exist
can you not rip that memory
from that cardboard covered thing
you recorded all those shall we say
delusions? No one wished to kill
you as you slept so why the mawkish dummies that you made
of clothing beneath the spread--they
would have fooled no one
as you sought trembling sleep ...
#addiction
#anxiety
#disability
#illness
#MentalHealth
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Lost in Translation
Mr Yang on the other side
of the curtain speaks no English
but the nurses and aides still try
Do you know where you are, one asks, to which Mr Yang replies,
"$%#4&^^!" The nurse doubles down, slowly and loudly enough to drown out CNN (which I count as a blessing)
DOOO YOOOOUUUU KNOOOOW
WHERRRRE YOUUUU ARRREE???
to which I add beneath my breath, "In the grand scheme of things..."
@@@##@#$#$##$%<=, he says equally slowly, as loudly as his...
of the curtain speaks no English
but the nurses and aides still try
Do you know where you are, one asks, to which Mr Yang replies,
"$%#4&^^!" The nurse doubles down, slowly and loudly enough to drown out CNN (which I count as a blessing)
DOOO YOOOOUUUU KNOOOOW
WHERRRRE YOUUUU ARRREE???
to which I add beneath my breath, "In the grand scheme of things..."
@@@##@#$#$##$%<=, he says equally slowly, as loudly as his...
#disability
#illness
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
#vulnerability
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inner demons
my inner demons incarcerated
in the prison of my mind;
i let them out on a parole
for they seemed tranquliized.
the only rule to follow
that they would roam in solitude
without in the company
of their other inmates-
be just mute
i thought i had tamed them
and a little freedom
was served them as a treat,
but the moment they were released
they ran like wild hogs
stamping and trampling
those...
in the prison of my mind;
i let them out on a parole
for they seemed tranquliized.
the only rule to follow
that they would roam in solitude
without in the company
of their other inmates-
be just mute
i thought i had tamed them
and a little freedom
was served them as a treat,
but the moment they were released
they ran like wild hogs
stamping and trampling
those...
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth #SelfReflection
#MentalHealth #SelfReflection
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Disappearing memories
They're the enemies of the mind
Trapped in the memory spectrum
No escape can I find
I'm always returning from the same old journeys
Every time they manage to break me
They steal my every heartbeat
Pain, anger, fear, a medley
Memory of them so bitter, so sweet
Every night the pictures I see
A painful tear never meant to be
Is only a memory of loss to me
I feel no remorse for leaving them behind
This downfall was their own fault
Bygone and existent, and imminent are now entwined
Forgetting them became my...
Trapped in the memory spectrum
No escape can I find
I'm always returning from the same old journeys
Every time they manage to break me
They steal my every heartbeat
Pain, anger, fear, a medley
Memory of them so bitter, so sweet
Every night the pictures I see
A painful tear never meant to be
Is only a memory of loss to me
I feel no remorse for leaving them behind
This downfall was their own fault
Bygone and existent, and imminent are now entwined
Forgetting them became my...
#memories
#MentalHealth
#sadness
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a harp upon my madness
The bedlam on me, I weep notes of despair
They were broken pieces of my sacredness
thrumming the harp upon my soul of madness
My heart strings out of tune with the other beings
sang a melody of melancholy and insanity
visions blur, and I ache with regret
building my delusions one by one
climbing the music into the heavens
refusing to descend
A choir of angels joins me
And my heart they did defend
my weathered sadness their hearts rend
with tearful maladies and much chagrin
My thoughts found their way home...
They were broken pieces of my sacredness
thrumming the harp upon my soul of madness
My heart strings out of tune with the other beings
sang a melody of melancholy and insanity
visions blur, and I ache with regret
building my delusions one by one
climbing the music into the heavens
refusing to descend
A choir of angels joins me
And my heart they did defend
my weathered sadness their hearts rend
with tearful maladies and much chagrin
My thoughts found their way home...
#love
#MentalHealth
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2 Comments
Fragile Existence
The child inside is terrified
Misshapen intent
Quick to doubt
An injustice
Afraid to feel
A silent crime
Killing her mind
Stop wasting her time
Love and understanding
Vital to her fragile existence
Misshapen intent
Quick to doubt
An injustice
Afraid to feel
A silent crime
Killing her mind
Stop wasting her time
Love and understanding
Vital to her fragile existence
#honesty
#identity
#MentalHealth #support
#MentalHealth #support
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Summer
I've strolled the boardwalk in hopes of taming the beast countless times.
When the phone betrayed me, the ocean was a friend like no other.
Crushing my hate on the grains of sand on a balmy August night without second thought.
Self doubt, disbelief, and time unlimited will torture in ways unimaginable.
Fear is heavy to the man who runs out of patience.
When the phone betrayed me, the ocean was a friend like no other.
Crushing my hate on the grains of sand on a balmy August night without second thought.
Self doubt, disbelief, and time unlimited will torture in ways unimaginable.
Fear is heavy to the man who runs out of patience.
#anxiety
#Autism
#depression
#MentalHealth
#OCD
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EL DOLORCITO
Tengo un dolorcito
Entre medio de los dos huesitos
Del vertabrae celebral
Que ya no me deja ni celebrar
Sino admitirme al hospital general.
El dolorcito
Entre los dos huesitos
Tiene un pulsar del corazoncito
Que me late al ratito
Como revoltillo de un batido
Hasta llegar a molestar mi pobre brazito.
De vez en cuando me es de fastidio
Aunque se rian la gente como basilo
Pero necesito un medico y no asilo
Para que investiguen la causa del dolorcito
Centrado en el huequito
Entre medio de...
Entre medio de los dos huesitos
Del vertabrae celebral
Que ya no me deja ni celebrar
Sino admitirme al hospital general.
El dolorcito
Entre los dos huesitos
Tiene un pulsar del corazoncito
Que me late al ratito
Como revoltillo de un batido
Hasta llegar a molestar mi pobre brazito.
De vez en cuando me es de fastidio
Aunque se rian la gente como basilo
Pero necesito un medico y no asilo
Para que investiguen la causa del dolorcito
Centrado en el huequito
Entre medio de...
#disability
#illness
#MentalHealth #weakness
#MentalHealth #weakness
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DU Poetry : Poems About Mental Health Seeking Honest Critique