Poems About Mental Health by New Members
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Poems about mental health by new members. Poems written by members who joined within the last 30 days.
Ambjr
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 11:36am
6th Feb 2025 11:36am
whiskey’s ghost
I remember you
my enemy
my confidant
your call from the bottom of empty bottles
in the clink of ice against glass
you whisper in moments of weakness
your melody competin with newfound harmonies
your absence a wound
slowly healin
as long as I remember
not to fill it with salt
formin scars of resilience
tender to the touch of temptation
your voice is fadin…
a ghost in the midst
of a thousand relapse dreams
where I wake with the taste of guilt
and almost mistakes on my tongue
moments of clarity run...
my enemy
my confidant
your call from the bottom of empty bottles
in the clink of ice against glass
you whisper in moments of weakness
your melody competin with newfound harmonies
your absence a wound
slowly healin
as long as I remember
not to fill it with salt
formin scars of resilience
tender to the touch of temptation
your voice is fadin…
a ghost in the midst
of a thousand relapse dreams
where I wake with the taste of guilt
and almost mistakes on my tongue
moments of clarity run...
#addiction
#alcohol
#healing #MentalHealth
#healing #MentalHealth
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2 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 11:36am
6th Feb 2025 11:36am
whiskey’s ghost
I remember you
my enemy
my confidant
your call from the bottom of empty bottles
in the clink of ice against glass
you whisper in moments of weakness
your melody competin with newfound harmonies
your absence a wound
slowly healin
as long as I remember
not to fill it with salt
formin scars of resilience
tender to the touch of temptation
your voice is fadin…
a ghost in the midst
of a thousand relapse dreams
where I wake with the taste of guilt
and almost mistakes on my tongue
moments of clarity run...
my enemy
my confidant
your call from the bottom of empty bottles
in the clink of ice against glass
you whisper in moments of weakness
your melody competin with newfound harmonies
your absence a wound
slowly healin
as long as I remember
not to fill it with salt
formin scars of resilience
tender to the touch of temptation
your voice is fadin…
a ghost in the midst
of a thousand relapse dreams
where I wake with the taste of guilt
and almost mistakes on my tongue
moments of clarity run...
#addiction
#alcohol
#healing #MentalHealth
#healing #MentalHealth
47 reads
2 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 11:36am
6th Feb 2025 11:36am
whiskey’s ghost
I remember you
my enemy
my confidant
your call from the bottom of empty bottles
in the clink of ice against glass
you whisper in moments of weakness
your melody competin with newfound harmonies
your absence a wound
slowly healin
as long as I remember
not to fill it with salt
formin scars of resilience
tender to the touch of temptation
your voice is fadin…
a ghost in the midst
of a thousand relapse dreams
where I wake with the taste of guilt
and almost mistakes on my tongue
moments of clarity run...
my enemy
my confidant
your call from the bottom of empty bottles
in the clink of ice against glass
you whisper in moments of weakness
your melody competin with newfound harmonies
your absence a wound
slowly healin
as long as I remember
not to fill it with salt
formin scars of resilience
tender to the touch of temptation
your voice is fadin…
a ghost in the midst
of a thousand relapse dreams
where I wake with the taste of guilt
and almost mistakes on my tongue
moments of clarity run...
#addiction
#alcohol
#healing #MentalHealth
#healing #MentalHealth
47 reads
2 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 11:36am
6th Feb 2025 11:36am
whiskey’s ghost
I remember you
my enemy
my confidant
your call from the bottom of empty bottles
in the clink of ice against glass
you whisper in moments of weakness
your melody competin with newfound harmonies
your absence a wound
slowly healin
as long as I remember
not to fill it with salt
formin scars of resilience
tender to the touch of temptation
your voice is fadin…
a ghost in the midst
of a thousand relapse dreams
where I wake with the taste of guilt
and almost mistakes on my tongue
moments of clarity run...
my enemy
my confidant
your call from the bottom of empty bottles
in the clink of ice against glass
you whisper in moments of weakness
your melody competin with newfound harmonies
your absence a wound
slowly healin
as long as I remember
not to fill it with salt
formin scars of resilience
tender to the touch of temptation
your voice is fadin…
a ghost in the midst
of a thousand relapse dreams
where I wake with the taste of guilt
and almost mistakes on my tongue
moments of clarity run...
#addiction
#alcohol
#healing #MentalHealth
#healing #MentalHealth
47 reads
2 Comments
mea_ultima_verba
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 7:00pm
22nd Jan 2025 7:00pm
ill tell you my sins save my tears plz (everyone's disapproval she giggled at a funeral that day she knew she was ill)
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #suicide
#PTSD #suicide
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mea_ultima_verba
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 7:00pm
22nd Jan 2025 7:00pm
ill tell you my sins save my tears plz (everyone's disapproval she giggled at a funeral that day she knew she was ill)
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #suicide
#PTSD #suicide
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mea_ultima_verba
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 7:00pm
22nd Jan 2025 7:00pm
ill tell you my sins save my tears plz (everyone's disapproval she giggled at a funeral that day she knew she was ill)
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #suicide
#PTSD #suicide
38 reads
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mea_ultima_verba
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 7:00pm
22nd Jan 2025 7:00pm
ill tell you my sins save my tears plz (everyone's disapproval she giggled at a funeral that day she knew she was ill)
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #suicide
#PTSD #suicide
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0 Comments
Emetophilic
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 12:59pm
21st Jan 2025 12:59pm
The proof of existence
The blood in my system is frozen, cold and true.
The oxygen in my lungs is missing, empty, purity, freedom.
The thoughts in my mind don't exist, they're not heard, they're not here, they are not real.
I will free myself from this earth where I'm suffering.. where you're suffering.
I am the truth, the ruler of freedom, the weaver of emptiness, the tormentor of purity.
Only I can prove to you, what you must believe.
The oxygen in my lungs is missing, empty, purity, freedom.
The thoughts in my mind don't exist, they're not heard, they're not here, they are not real.
I will free myself from this earth where I'm suffering.. where you're suffering.
I am the truth, the ruler of freedom, the weaver of emptiness, the tormentor of purity.
Only I can prove to you, what you must believe.
#dark
#despair
#fate
#MentalHealth
#suffering
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Emetophilic
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 12:59pm
21st Jan 2025 12:59pm
The proof of existence
The blood in my system is frozen, cold and true.
The oxygen in my lungs is missing, empty, purity, freedom.
The thoughts in my mind don't exist, they're not heard, they're not here, they are not real.
I will free myself from this earth where I'm suffering.. where you're suffering.
I am the truth, the ruler of freedom, the weaver of emptiness, the tormentor of purity.
Only I can prove to you, what you must believe.
The oxygen in my lungs is missing, empty, purity, freedom.
The thoughts in my mind don't exist, they're not heard, they're not here, they are not real.
I will free myself from this earth where I'm suffering.. where you're suffering.
I am the truth, the ruler of freedom, the weaver of emptiness, the tormentor of purity.
Only I can prove to you, what you must believe.
#dark
#despair
#fate
#MentalHealth
#suffering
53 reads
0 Comments
Emetophilic
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 12:59pm
21st Jan 2025 12:59pm
The proof of existence
The blood in my system is frozen, cold and true.
The oxygen in my lungs is missing, empty, purity, freedom.
The thoughts in my mind don't exist, they're not heard, they're not here, they are not real.
I will free myself from this earth where I'm suffering.. where you're suffering.
I am the truth, the ruler of freedom, the weaver of emptiness, the tormentor of purity.
Only I can prove to you, what you must believe.
The oxygen in my lungs is missing, empty, purity, freedom.
The thoughts in my mind don't exist, they're not heard, they're not here, they are not real.
I will free myself from this earth where I'm suffering.. where you're suffering.
I am the truth, the ruler of freedom, the weaver of emptiness, the tormentor of purity.
Only I can prove to you, what you must believe.
#dark
#despair
#fate
#MentalHealth
#suffering
53 reads
0 Comments
Emetophilic
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 12:59pm
21st Jan 2025 12:59pm
The proof of existence
The blood in my system is frozen, cold and true.
The oxygen in my lungs is missing, empty, purity, freedom.
The thoughts in my mind don't exist, they're not heard, they're not here, they are not real.
I will free myself from this earth where I'm suffering.. where you're suffering.
I am the truth, the ruler of freedom, the weaver of emptiness, the tormentor of purity.
Only I can prove to you, what you must believe.
The oxygen in my lungs is missing, empty, purity, freedom.
The thoughts in my mind don't exist, they're not heard, they're not here, they are not real.
I will free myself from this earth where I'm suffering.. where you're suffering.
I am the truth, the ruler of freedom, the weaver of emptiness, the tormentor of purity.
Only I can prove to you, what you must believe.
#dark
#despair
#fate
#MentalHealth
#suffering
53 reads
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