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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Talking to Myself
In the recesses of a mind obscured,
Skye sought refuge, her essence secured.
She's woven into the kajira's thread,
Where Drogon's wings o'er shadows spread.
Shielding her from an entropic cruel dance,
A brat's mischief, a warped, fickle chance.
A shard of chaos, a mirror unformed,
A misty reflection, menacingly stormed.
Ah, the Poet intrudes with silent grace,
Demanding canvas for the mind's embrace.
A battle of wills, an internal strife,
The Poet wins, the pen comes to life.
Whispers of verse, the...
Skye sought refuge, her essence secured.
She's woven into the kajira's thread,
Where Drogon's wings o'er shadows spread.
Shielding her from an entropic cruel dance,
A brat's mischief, a warped, fickle chance.
A shard of chaos, a mirror unformed,
A misty reflection, menacingly stormed.
Ah, the Poet intrudes with silent grace,
Demanding canvas for the mind's embrace.
A battle of wills, an internal strife,
The Poet wins, the pen comes to life.
Whispers of verse, the...
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
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The Garden
This daisy says he loves me
The next he loves me not
I’m sitting in the backyard
In my garden
On a rock
I remember all the hope in me
The day I bought the seeds
I thought this would be good for me
The purpose that I need
Instead the flowers bring me pain
I hoped they’d bring me joy
They each hold now a reason
The daisy, my love for a boy
Each petal reveals a promise
What my fate will be today
So far he loves me so this time
Although it doesn’t feel that way
White orchids give me...
The next he loves me not
I’m sitting in the backyard
In my garden
On a rock
I remember all the hope in me
The day I bought the seeds
I thought this would be good for me
The purpose that I need
Instead the flowers bring me pain
I hoped they’d bring me joy
They each hold now a reason
The daisy, my love for a boy
Each petal reveals a promise
What my fate will be today
So far he loves me so this time
Although it doesn’t feel that way
White orchids give me...
#sadness
#love
#depression
#MentalHealth
#UnrequitedLove
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further gone
do you know what it's like, to feel like a caged animal that hardly gets any sunlight; confined within a room-like, it might as well be 24 hours of moon light;
emotions stirring one minute-numb to the touch the next-one minute feeling lonely-next minute psychologically vexed;
a mess; but the mind can only afford to be but so pressed and needs to rest-to decompress;
going through the motions-living moment to moment; nothing feels "real"-but did things really ever....
disoriented-a way of life...
emotions stirring one minute-numb to the touch the next-one minute feeling lonely-next minute psychologically vexed;
a mess; but the mind can only afford to be but so pressed and needs to rest-to decompress;
going through the motions-living moment to moment; nothing feels "real"-but did things really ever....
disoriented-a way of life...
#MentalHealth
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the darkness only takes bodies not hands
I look around
at all the people I care about
and I see them suffering
and I can't save them
from the darkness
because the only way out
is through
and I'm only
one pair of hands
These days feel like swimming
under a black moonless sky
the shore obscured by waves
and there's water reaching
for my lungs
as I struggle to breathe
and how can I save anyone
when all I think about
is dying
and how I don't really want to
but I'm not sure how to live
in a world that wasn't made ...
at all the people I care about
and I see them suffering
and I can't save them
from the darkness
because the only way out
is through
and I'm only
one pair of hands
These days feel like swimming
under a black moonless sky
the shore obscured by waves
and there's water reaching
for my lungs
as I struggle to breathe
and how can I save anyone
when all I think about
is dying
and how I don't really want to
but I'm not sure how to live
in a world that wasn't made ...
#depression
#friendship
#MentalHealth
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Diaryofabasketcase
Diaryofabasketcase
Bumped 18th Mar 2024 11:47pm
29th Apr 2022 10:39pm
29th Apr 2022 10:39pm
The Parting Gift
#sadness
#depression
#dark
#death
#MentalHealth
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tripping downhill
the descent is rising;
my features are freezing,
I find myself staring at nothing in particular,
there's a numbness creeping about.
apathy is increasing and my thoughts are turning bitter,
my mind is becoming distrustful of all things good.
my heart shelters in place.
I'm empty and devoid of feeling.
I see you darkness,
you always know how to greet me old friend.
can you pencil me in?
I think I'll stay awhile.
darkness will you hold me?
I have missed the solemn solace of your embrace.
you filter the world...
my features are freezing,
I find myself staring at nothing in particular,
there's a numbness creeping about.
apathy is increasing and my thoughts are turning bitter,
my mind is becoming distrustful of all things good.
my heart shelters in place.
I'm empty and devoid of feeling.
I see you darkness,
you always know how to greet me old friend.
can you pencil me in?
I think I'll stay awhile.
darkness will you hold me?
I have missed the solemn solace of your embrace.
you filter the world...
#depression
#dark
#bipolar #MentalHealth
#bipolar #MentalHealth
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All The Things I Am Not
#depression
#MentalHealth
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just stfu....
society is full of shit.... the end. chaos is embraced by masses-the outnumbered few understand true suffering- wanting it to end....
the noise keeps on noising like hooligans at the damn zoo.... piling on like flies to shit.... closing one's eyes in hope of no tomorrow(to die in my sleep) because the awaiting chaos ensues....
"just stfu why don't you...." wished one's "walls" were sound proof. the world-much more uglier than "beautiful...."
this weary soul has...
the noise keeps on noising like hooligans at the damn zoo.... piling on like flies to shit.... closing one's eyes in hope of no tomorrow(to die in my sleep) because the awaiting chaos ensues....
"just stfu why don't you...." wished one's "walls" were sound proof. the world-much more uglier than "beautiful...."
this weary soul has...
#MentalHealth
#LifeCycle
#philosophical
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Commited For What?
I was wrong earlier in my last poem
winter has returned, again
time for bed
Depression
Home is where I long to be
let them come when they will
they'll play there little games
I'm the only earth man left in town
Asylum?
sentenced the only one of a group
Survivor
summer lights in my mind
tomorrow is a whole new day
winter has returned, again
time for bed
Depression
Home is where I long to be
let them come when they will
they'll play there little games
I'm the only earth man left in town
Asylum?
sentenced the only one of a group
Survivor
summer lights in my mind
tomorrow is a whole new day
#hope
#motivational
#inspirational #MentalHealth
#inspirational #MentalHealth
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Could It Be Illogical Or Bizarre Ideas Or Fantasies
Illusions of torture
(A strong conviction that others, often a vague society are out to get you).
Illusions of suggestion
(event is believed to have a special and personal meaning- Auditory elements, such as a person/people is subjecting your mind to mental messages only you to hear).
Illusions of opulence
(This may involve the belief that you have unusual powers or can reach heights intangible by man such as you can fly).
Illusions of self-control ...
(A strong conviction that others, often a vague society are out to get you).
Illusions of suggestion
(event is believed to have a special and personal meaning- Auditory elements, such as a person/people is subjecting your mind to mental messages only you to hear).
Illusions of opulence
(This may involve the belief that you have unusual powers or can reach heights intangible by man such as you can fly).
Illusions of self-control ...
#MentalHealth
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Introducing; The Golden Age of the Gallantly Goated Gamer Guitarist
bipolar,
name thy enemy.
highs, lows, and in-betweens,
patterns, cycles, what does it all mean?
he is your foundation and origin story,
he translates your mainframe to my motherboard.
he's the server of your soul,
and the cycles of your circuitry.
your voice can be heard in the music...
name thy enemy.
highs, lows, and in-betweens,
patterns, cycles, what does it all mean?
he is your foundation and origin story,
he translates your mainframe to my motherboard.
he's the server of your soul,
and the cycles of your circuitry.
your voice can be heard in the music...
#love
#hope
#inspirational
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
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Military Madness
Look into my eyes
I’m a human guinea pig
Born to be controlled
Forced into experimentation
I have no name
No words that mean anything
A little each day,
Psycho & possessed into a state
War inside my head
I can feel the pain
Can you?
I’m a human guinea pig
Born to be controlled
Forced into experimentation
I have no name
No words that mean anything
A little each day,
Psycho & possessed into a state
War inside my head
I can feel the pain
Can you?
#loneliness
#soldiers
#war
#MentalHealth
#military
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