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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You're A Psychopath
You can walk on by and I'll do the math
I think there's an even chance, you're a psychopath
For in my mind's eye, your insanity's cemented
Your actions and demeanour are clearly demented
Your aura's vile and your soul's pernicious
Your flailing fists and feet are naught but vicious
Maybe you were goaded and took the bait
Or maybe you're an evil vassal, fuelled by hate
I don't know you, I don't know who you are
Just keep your distance, be away and far
For though your victim's memory might be hazy
There's no doubt, that...
I think there's an even chance, you're a psychopath
For in my mind's eye, your insanity's cemented
Your actions and demeanour are clearly demented
Your aura's vile and your soul's pernicious
Your flailing fists and feet are naught but vicious
Maybe you were goaded and took the bait
Or maybe you're an evil vassal, fuelled by hate
I don't know you, I don't know who you are
Just keep your distance, be away and far
For though your victim's memory might be hazy
There's no doubt, that...
#anger
#masculinity
#MentalHealth #violence
#MentalHealth #violence
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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
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
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2 Comments
tempo rubato kinda life
my mind speaks in accidentals
sharp where it should be natural
flat when it needs to rise
most nights I swallowed stars
just so I could piss lightnin
and split the earth open
rushin toward dawn
I’ve birthed symphonies in dive bar shadows
bled fragments of masterpieces
into empty glasses
under the spotlight of neon signs
I’ve conducted electricity thru concrete
caused the world to vibrate in perfect pitch…
every thought
every idea
cuttin crescendos thru the air
I’ve descended into scales of minor keys ...
sharp where it should be natural
flat when it needs to rise
most nights I swallowed stars
just so I could piss lightnin
and split the earth open
rushin toward dawn
I’ve birthed symphonies in dive bar shadows
bled fragments of masterpieces
into empty glasses
under the spotlight of neon signs
I’ve conducted electricity thru concrete
caused the world to vibrate in perfect pitch…
every thought
every idea
cuttin crescendos thru the air
I’ve descended into scales of minor keys ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#bipolar
#healing
#MentalHealth
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2 Comments
gone
holding tight to sanity, I feel it slipping away
tender moments of madness, make me fear
my monsters are nicer than people
they make me laugh and I slip sideways into their world
they're never too busy to talk
amusing phantoms they entertain
telling me secrets of the universes
I'm amazed left with more questions
until I delve too deeply and I'm drawn in
lost in their world
my friends disappear
reality bends then alters
my thoughts warp
everything looks different
and I wander deeper in still
errant in...
tender moments of madness, make me fear
my monsters are nicer than people
they make me laugh and I slip sideways into their world
they're never too busy to talk
amusing phantoms they entertain
telling me secrets of the universes
I'm amazed left with more questions
until I delve too deeply and I'm drawn in
lost in their world
my friends disappear
reality bends then alters
my thoughts warp
everything looks different
and I wander deeper in still
errant in...
#dark
#MentalHealth
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2 Comments
first ones to die
we’re the first ones to live
burnin bright in a world
of dim and muted colors
we’ve danced on power lines
tasted light from heaven
in summer storms
to wake lost and cold
in winter’s gutters
our bones heavy with fire and lead
we soar higher
sink deeper
always first in line
to find the poison in the air
empty bottles litter our path
breadcrumbs leadin nowhere
the universe’s favorite lab rats
white coats take note
tablet filled bottles of temporary grace
tryin to stop us from catchin fire
we wake on...
burnin bright in a world
of dim and muted colors
we’ve danced on power lines
tasted light from heaven
in summer storms
to wake lost and cold
in winter’s gutters
our bones heavy with fire and lead
we soar higher
sink deeper
always first in line
to find the poison in the air
empty bottles litter our path
breadcrumbs leadin nowhere
the universe’s favorite lab rats
white coats take note
tablet filled bottles of temporary grace
tryin to stop us from catchin fire
we wake on...
#alcohol
#healing
#MentalHealth
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3 Comments
Black Box
This black box
I keep my soul
Thoughts kept locked
In control?
Behind the smiles
A heart of glass
The agony piles
All things must pass?
The pain and tears
The ticking clocks
All thoughts and fears
In this black box
I keep my soul
Thoughts kept locked
In control?
Behind the smiles
A heart of glass
The agony piles
All things must pass?
The pain and tears
The ticking clocks
All thoughts and fears
In this black box
#anxiety
#confusion
#dark #MentalHealth
#dark #MentalHealth
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I'm alive
Take this loneliness
and fuck it all the way to hell
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I forgot what it was to feel
I forgot what it was to see
this morning hits
like a lover's caress
taking me to the edge of wonder
I'm alive
for just a little while
I'm alive
until the storm clouds in my head
bloom into the light of everything
and it feels like I'm dying again
But I'm not dead
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
And I want to hold onto that wonder
that somehow...
and fuck it all the way to hell
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I forgot what it was to feel
I forgot what it was to see
this morning hits
like a lover's caress
taking me to the edge of wonder
I'm alive
for just a little while
I'm alive
until the storm clouds in my head
bloom into the light of everything
and it feels like I'm dying again
But I'm not dead
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
And I want to hold onto that wonder
that somehow...
#depression
#hope
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
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Heaven Can Wait
Heaven can wait…
Death a distant thunderstorm
with lightning strikes far off
announcing its distant presence.
Suicide is not the answer.
I do not want to hurt
those that show compassion.
So, I’ve decided Heaven can wait.
Death a distant thunderstorm
with lightning strikes far off
announcing its distant presence.
Suicide is not the answer.
I do not want to hurt
those that show compassion.
So, I’ve decided Heaven can wait.
#depression
#FeelingLost
#hope
#MentalHealth
#surreal
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3 Comments
My Poetic Knife
Resting restlessly within the dark of its sheath,
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
my poetic knife feels expressionless.
When so, it wants to be drawn
and plundered into the white of the page.
Then it wants to cut through the emptiness
and carve out beautiful metaphors.
The blade will glint in the light of an idea
and will be drenched in the ink of words.
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
#metaphor
#surreal
#WritingPoetry
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Random Journal Entry: Mania, Day 34
I feel savage; lonely
in my bubble of mania;
I can’t focus on you,
Or you,
Or me, or them;
I’ll shatter if I do, so it’s
head down, one foot
tripping the other;
yet I manage to land upright
…for now
I’m holding for now
my true self rejoices
at having been set free;
I had no choice
but to take the drugs
that forced her out;
she was ripping my insides
to shreds, crying herself to sleep
in a bed she made;
procrastination is a death dealer;
coming to steal away
whatever you...
in my bubble of mania;
I can’t focus on you,
Or you,
Or me, or them;
I’ll shatter if I do, so it’s
head down, one foot
tripping the other;
yet I manage to land upright
…for now
I’m holding for now
my true self rejoices
at having been set free;
I had no choice
but to take the drugs
that forced her out;
she was ripping my insides
to shreds, crying herself to sleep
in a bed she made;
procrastination is a death dealer;
coming to steal away
whatever you...
#bipolar
#LifeCycle
#MentalHealth
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
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8 Comments
just thoughts
I know what I know; I don't know what I don't; I know fascination and debilitation exist in the same place....
if this were indeed a sort of simulation- a "vacation" is a distraction- it's not "escaping";
an ultimate sign that I've been ready to jump ship- is because sleep (seperate from dreams) to me is so amazing....
pain is what "motivates" one to even want to be creative.... when or if I'm released from this matrix- is when I feel I've actually "made it"- if it means I'm no longer...
if this were indeed a sort of simulation- a "vacation" is a distraction- it's not "escaping";
an ultimate sign that I've been ready to jump ship- is because sleep (seperate from dreams) to me is so amazing....
pain is what "motivates" one to even want to be creative.... when or if I'm released from this matrix- is when I feel I've actually "made it"- if it means I'm no longer...
#LifeCycle
#MentalHealth
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DU Poetry : Poems about Mental Health and Mental Illness