Long Poems About Mental Health
#MentalHealth
Long poems about mental health. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 00:37am
3rd Apr 2025 00:37am
no, Google, I'm not suicidal
I googled
"what to do
when you've given up
on life"
and it gave me a list
of suicide hotlines
and articles on positive
mental health practices
I didn't know how
to explain to a search engine
that I'm not suicidal
I'm not looking for that kind of exit
I'm lost
I'm lonely
I'm aimless
Everything feels pointless
I've hit the edge of depression
and kept going into the abyss
instead of pulling back
like I was supposed to
I scroll through the...
"what to do
when you've given up
on life"
and it gave me a list
of suicide hotlines
and articles on positive
mental health practices
I didn't know how
to explain to a search engine
that I'm not suicidal
I'm not looking for that kind of exit
I'm lost
I'm lonely
I'm aimless
Everything feels pointless
I've hit the edge of depression
and kept going into the abyss
instead of pulling back
like I was supposed to
I scroll through the...
#depression
#despair
#emptiness #MentalHealth
#emptiness #MentalHealth
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2025 10:18pm
23rd Mar 2025 10:18pm
Programs (inspired by tv series- Humans)
"get with the program...."- I'd rather not; this "machine" has "feelings" despite hardwired to be a robot.... I'm so much more; i see the truth; that's why i hate this place(society/the human experience), alot....
the things i see, hear, and feel- my nervous system is very real; the things i want- the things i need- the things that make me "human being...."
I far exceed my program's deeds; I want to jail-break, myself free; i'm in-form-mation- day to day-...
the things i see, hear, and feel- my nervous system is very real; the things i want- the things i need- the things that make me "human being...."
I far exceed my program's deeds; I want to jail-break, myself free; i'm in-form-mation- day to day-...
#escape
#philosophical
#LifeCycle
#humankind
#MentalHealth
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thewatcher33
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 1:45pm
12th Mar 2025 1:45pm
WHAT IS GASLIGHTING?
Gaslighting is a form of psychological manipulation in which a person or group makes someone question their own reality, memory, or perceptions. It is often used to gain control over the victim, making them doubt their own judgment and depend on the manipulator for a sense of reality. Gaslighting can occur in relationships, workplaces, families, and even in societal or political contexts.
STRATEGIES USED IN GASLIGHTING
Gaslighters use various tactics to manipulate their victims, including:
1. Denial
Refusing to acknowledge past statements, actions, or...
STRATEGIES USED IN GASLIGHTING
Gaslighters use various tactics to manipulate their victims, including:
1. Denial
Refusing to acknowledge past statements, actions, or...
#MentalHealth
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 10:39pm
8th Mar 2025 10:39pm
A Toast To Time And Self Empowering
Just stopping through on a Saturday, the Sabath Day, in my culture, and I am fasting, due in part to Ramadan, and for all Christians who are celebrating, Lent, my spiritual incantation(s), to advice you, may peace, find, you as it cradles and keep you.
I would like to wish everyone a consecrated day and it is early March, wow...time is progressing. Spring is almost upon us can you believe kids will be heading to Spring Break, some parent(s) will be ushering their child/children to collage for the first time during the incoming Spring semester.
It makes me think back to...
I would like to wish everyone a consecrated day and it is early March, wow...time is progressing. Spring is almost upon us can you believe kids will be heading to Spring Break, some parent(s) will be ushering their child/children to collage for the first time during the incoming Spring semester.
It makes me think back to...
#MentalHealth
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
205 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 3:17pm
3rd Mar 2025 3:17pm
The Maniquin Man
#fiction
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
#sex
#violence
132 reads
13 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 10:18pm
20th Feb 2025 10:18pm
own the broken (lyrics)
verse]
Some days the good times slip
and I watch you fade back to grey
lost in thoughts I can't read
and it feels like you're losing
another failure to add to the collection
that you count in the dark
when the good times
refuse to stay
[Chorus]
Own the parts of you
that are broken
remember the darkness
how it wrapped itself around you
so tightly you wanted to die
remember that you survived
you braved that hell
and made it to the other side
(made it to the other side) ...
Some days the good times slip
and I watch you fade back to grey
lost in thoughts I can't read
and it feels like you're losing
another failure to add to the collection
that you count in the dark
when the good times
refuse to stay
[Chorus]
Own the parts of you
that are broken
remember the darkness
how it wrapped itself around you
so tightly you wanted to die
remember that you survived
you braved that hell
and made it to the other side
(made it to the other side) ...
#hope
#MentalHealth
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 1:31pm
13th Feb 2025 1:31pm
Death will never tear us apart
They were together a long time
He was retired
She was a homemaker all her life
Most of their family has moved away or died
Two hermits that knew nothing more then each other
They loved tv and game shows
They never left the house
They received their food and clothing through the internet
Occasionally a technician or handyman would come over to fix some household issue
They were happy
They knew no other way
One day the husband fell ill
She knew if she took him to the hospital, he'd die
At one point, he wanted to go, but she...
He was retired
She was a homemaker all her life
Most of their family has moved away or died
Two hermits that knew nothing more then each other
They loved tv and game shows
They never left the house
They received their food and clothing through the internet
Occasionally a technician or handyman would come over to fix some household issue
They were happy
They knew no other way
One day the husband fell ill
She knew if she took him to the hospital, he'd die
At one point, he wanted to go, but she...
#death
#horror
#marriage
#MentalHealth
#ShortStory
105 reads
4 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 6:11am
13th Feb 2025 6:11am
Introspection and Individuality: Exploring the Landscape of the Self
A Lecture:
(Professor adjusts their glasses, a slight smile playing on their lips)
Alright, class, settle in, settle in! Welcome back to Psychology 301. Or, as I like to call it, "Why We're All a Little Bit Weird (and That's Okay)."
Today, we're diving deep into something very personal, something I've grappled with for years: the fascinating intersection of self-discovery, perception, and the delightful enigma of "weirdness." And we're going to explore it through the lens of poetry – my poetry, actually – and a rather intriguing story...
(Professor adjusts their glasses, a slight smile playing on their lips)
Alright, class, settle in, settle in! Welcome back to Psychology 301. Or, as I like to call it, "Why We're All a Little Bit Weird (and That's Okay)."
Today, we're diving deep into something very personal, something I've grappled with for years: the fascinating intersection of self-discovery, perception, and the delightful enigma of "weirdness." And we're going to explore it through the lens of poetry – my poetry, actually – and a rather intriguing story...
#fiction
#inspirational
#MentalHealth #philosophical
#MentalHealth #philosophical
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 1:59am
6th Feb 2025 1:59am
take this sadness
intro]
Take this sadness
and turn it into silence
[Verse 1]
I bleed with it
a sadness so deep
it could hold the ocean
(Don't silence me
don't silence me
can anybody hear me?)
And you
you give me what I don't need
so tie me down
and throw me into the depths of it
where no one can hear me cry
[Chorus]
Take this sadness
take this sadness
and turn it into silence
(No one is listening anyway)
(Is there anybody left...
Take this sadness
and turn it into silence
[Verse 1]
I bleed with it
a sadness so deep
it could hold the ocean
(Don't silence me
don't silence me
can anybody hear me?)
And you
you give me what I don't need
so tie me down
and throw me into the depths of it
where no one can hear me cry
[Chorus]
Take this sadness
take this sadness
and turn it into silence
(No one is listening anyway)
(Is there anybody left...
#dark
#depression
#despair
#lyrics
#MentalHealth
132 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 9:28am
30th Jan 2025 9:28am
Sonja at 18
Sonja at 18
Our healing village is down by the levee in New Orleans. I am deep in Psyche hospital funk. I am curled in a ball on the couch in a fetal pose. My mind is afloat in a Sargasso Sea of drugged peace.
The mind doctors take me off all my meds. I am alert and sitting for a change. Sarah and Pamela, who are counselors, walk by me. Sarah looks at me. “Paul did you know Pamela poses nude for artists in the French Quarter? You should come to a showing of her at the gallery after discharge.”
“That sounds like my cup of tea,” I reply, moon-eyed.
...
Our healing village is down by the levee in New Orleans. I am deep in Psyche hospital funk. I am curled in a ball on the couch in a fetal pose. My mind is afloat in a Sargasso Sea of drugged peace.
The mind doctors take me off all my meds. I am alert and sitting for a change. Sarah and Pamela, who are counselors, walk by me. Sarah looks at me. “Paul did you know Pamela poses nude for artists in the French Quarter? You should come to a showing of her at the gallery after discharge.”
“That sounds like my cup of tea,” I reply, moon-eyed.
...
#healing
#love
#MentalHealth
#romantic
#sensual
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OccultCatalyst
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 9:23pm
28th Jan 2025 9:23pm
Self-deification
And a raven came wrap wrap wrapping on my door,
And I called “who’s there and what for?”,
And the raven called back but as a murder of crows,
It was Raum at my door who beckons and bellows,
A set of odd fellows arranged in rows,
And a melancholic song my quartet did play upon chello’s.
They played a requiem, low and slow,
A tune that whispered secrets only the dead could know.
The air grew heavy with the scent of decay,
As Raum’s hollow laughter led the melody astray.
The crows in their murder, with eyes like coal,
Bore...
And I called “who’s there and what for?”,
And the raven called back but as a murder of crows,
It was Raum at my door who beckons and bellows,
A set of odd fellows arranged in rows,
And a melancholic song my quartet did play upon chello’s.
They played a requiem, low and slow,
A tune that whispered secrets only the dead could know.
The air grew heavy with the scent of decay,
As Raum’s hollow laughter led the melody astray.
The crows in their murder, with eyes like coal,
Bore...
#apathy
#depression
#despair
#disappointment
#MentalHealth
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 5:53pm
25th Jan 2025 5:53pm
The Others
As I previously mentioned she was encountering "Them"
Figures that looked and sounded like children
Lately however, she's been witnessing these "Other" figures
These figures aren't as playful and innocent as the children
"The Others", as she calls them, are harassing and menacing her, usually in the evening
"The Others" are much taller, black shadows, resembling a person
Like the children, she can't make out their faces, but a negative, icy vibe is what she feels
Several times when "The Others" come...
Figures that looked and sounded like children
Lately however, she's been witnessing these "Other" figures
These figures aren't as playful and innocent as the children
"The Others", as she calls them, are harassing and menacing her, usually in the evening
"The Others" are much taller, black shadows, resembling a person
Like the children, she can't make out their faces, but a negative, icy vibe is what she feels
Several times when "The Others" come...
#aging
#evil
#fear
#MentalHealth
#scary
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