Popular Poems About Mental Health
#MentalHealth
Popular poems about mental health. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
Rise Again
Tangled in the chaos that was my mind
Dark clouds overhead stole my shine
Ooh
Lost in shadows long before I was reborn
I’m rebuilding my life with every new dawn
I’ve stumbled and tumbled through valleys of doubt
For decades I had silent screams I longed to shout
Strength I never knew reached deep within
Here I stand ready to rise again
Ooh
Hope flickers like twilight
My broken pieces are coming back to life
Ooh
Let the sunlight heal my wounds
Today I’m singing a new tune
I’ve stumbled and tumbled...
Dark clouds overhead stole my shine
Ooh
Lost in shadows long before I was reborn
I’m rebuilding my life with every new dawn
I’ve stumbled and tumbled through valleys of doubt
For decades I had silent screams I longed to shout
Strength I never knew reached deep within
Here I stand ready to rise again
Ooh
Hope flickers like twilight
My broken pieces are coming back to life
Ooh
Let the sunlight heal my wounds
Today I’m singing a new tune
I’ve stumbled and tumbled...
#addiction
#hope
#lyrics
#MentalHealth
#TimeHeals
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12 Comments
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
Shifting
The relentless search for answers
Not giving up the fight
Not. Giving. Up.
When is enough, enough?
That was his question
While he looked intently into my eyes
Kindness, compassion, concern
Stamped across his face
The loss of my core self, who I am
My identity has always been fragmented
My beliefs, my values
How I perceive my own thoughts
All of it
Constantly shifts unbeknownst to me
Until after the fact
Just that...
Not giving up the fight
Not. Giving. Up.
When is enough, enough?
That was his question
While he looked intently into my eyes
Kindness, compassion, concern
Stamped across his face
The loss of my core self, who I am
My identity has always been fragmented
My beliefs, my values
How I perceive my own thoughts
All of it
Constantly shifts unbeknownst to me
Until after the fact
Just that...
#MentalHealth
119 reads
13 Comments
Them
She moves around with caution
Never knowing when "They" may appear
Anxiety has been setting in
She knows "There" real
Everyone is telling her "There" not
She'll witness "Them" from the corner of her left eye
"They" look like little children whispering
At times "They'll" look directly at her and giggle
The faces are distorted
Kind of like a blurred photograph
Several times she caught a few words "They" were saying
On some occasions "They've" asked...
Never knowing when "They" may appear
Anxiety has been setting in
She knows "There" real
Everyone is telling her "There" not
She'll witness "Them" from the corner of her left eye
"They" look like little children whispering
At times "They'll" look directly at her and giggle
The faces are distorted
Kind of like a blurred photograph
Several times she caught a few words "They" were saying
On some occasions "They've" asked...
#aging
#confusion
#fear
#MentalHealth
#scary
73 reads
15 Comments
Freaking Out
I was in my car, parked in a seedy shopping center on the outskirts of town
I was going out of my fucking head man
Not laughing or crying or anything man
I felt nothing!
Just freaking out in my head
I couldn't feel a fucking thing
Didn't know who I was or what I was, or if i was anything at all
I was totally freaking out dude
I guess I shouldn't have eaten that Whopper, with McDonald's French Fries, a Strawberry Milkshake and then went to Dunkin Donuts to buy a dozen donuts.
That shit will drive you fucking insane!
Next time I'll just...
I was going out of my fucking head man
Not laughing or crying or anything man
I felt nothing!
Just freaking out in my head
I couldn't feel a fucking thing
Didn't know who I was or what I was, or if i was anything at all
I was totally freaking out dude
I guess I shouldn't have eaten that Whopper, with McDonald's French Fries, a Strawberry Milkshake and then went to Dunkin Donuts to buy a dozen donuts.
That shit will drive you fucking insane!
Next time I'll just...
#fiction
#food
#illness
#MentalHealth
#satirical
70 reads
13 Comments
Soulless Zombi
Four walls surround me
And im feeling sick
Don't remember yesterday
Don't know what's real
Blood on my shirt
Mud on my hair
Paranoia's kicking in
The delusions never stop
Living in the moment as they say
Doing what the masses do
Wearing what the masses wear
Going where the masses go
Sacrifice your mind
And your sanity
Disconnect one moment
Spiral to infinity
Midnight strikes the pills go down
You thought this is a story?
Hear the colors see the music
Feel so fucking great ...
And im feeling sick
Don't remember yesterday
Don't know what's real
Blood on my shirt
Mud on my hair
Paranoia's kicking in
The delusions never stop
Living in the moment as they say
Doing what the masses do
Wearing what the masses wear
Going where the masses go
Sacrifice your mind
And your sanity
Disconnect one moment
Spiral to infinity
Midnight strikes the pills go down
You thought this is a story?
Hear the colors see the music
Feel so fucking great ...
#confusion
#drugs
#identity
#MentalHealth
#support
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12 Comments
Replace your lover
People are like oil filters,
after 5,000 miles or 6 months,
you should replace your lover
Over time people build up,
harmful, abrasive, sludgy bits,
that will find their way into your heart
If not replaced as instructed, those toxic pollutants may kill you.
So remember,
keep your organs and psyche clean.
That's my message to you...Guaranteed!
after 5,000 miles or 6 months,
you should replace your lover
Over time people build up,
harmful, abrasive, sludgy bits,
that will find their way into your heart
If not replaced as instructed, those toxic pollutants may kill you.
So remember,
keep your organs and psyche clean.
That's my message to you...Guaranteed!
#cars
#lover
#MentalHealth
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9 Comments
March of the Crabs!
This message is for all you sex fiends here on DUP.
Safe Sex Don't Stop Crabs!
Focus on Internet Porn and dirty mags
Safe Sex Don't Stop Crabs!
A prostitute is usually a red flag
Safe Sex Don't stop Crabs!
Itchy, hairy pubes, your partner starts to gag
Safe Sex Don't Stop Crabs!
Tainted bed sheets, throw them in a garbage bag
Safe Sex Don't Stop Crabs!
Disease ridden, need to report to the nearest lab
Safe Sex Don't Stop Crabs!
STD's for the rich and for the poor dressed in rags
Safe Sex Don't...
Safe Sex Don't Stop Crabs!
Focus on Internet Porn and dirty mags
Safe Sex Don't Stop Crabs!
A prostitute is usually a red flag
Safe Sex Don't stop Crabs!
Itchy, hairy pubes, your partner starts to gag
Safe Sex Don't Stop Crabs!
Tainted bed sheets, throw them in a garbage bag
Safe Sex Don't Stop Crabs!
Disease ridden, need to report to the nearest lab
Safe Sex Don't Stop Crabs!
STD's for the rich and for the poor dressed in rags
Safe Sex Don't...
#illness
#MentalHealth
#satirical
#sex
#CallToAction
130 reads
13 Comments
Flowers for Confessors
after TS Eliot
Anne Sexton was obsessed with death,
That bellringer, this gravedigger.
In stylish dress, with gin-smoked breath,
Her corpse lolled in the gas-drenched car.
Cocktail sticks poke out her eyes,
The housewife’s life in grim surmise.
Measured out in olives, parts,
Domestic violence, artichoke hearts.
Plath, I guess, preceded her,
As death begets, like rabbits breed.
She sought a solace in the slur
Against fathers, the daughter’s need.
She knew the pain of too much sense,
The flowers...
Anne Sexton was obsessed with death,
That bellringer, this gravedigger.
In stylish dress, with gin-smoked breath,
Her corpse lolled in the gas-drenched car.
Cocktail sticks poke out her eyes,
The housewife’s life in grim surmise.
Measured out in olives, parts,
Domestic violence, artichoke hearts.
Plath, I guess, preceded her,
As death begets, like rabbits breed.
She sought a solace in the slur
Against fathers, the daughter’s need.
She knew the pain of too much sense,
The flowers...
#historical
#MentalHealth
#suicide #WritingPoetry
#suicide #WritingPoetry
82 reads
2 Comments
the silent parts of this conversation are invisible
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#suicide
81 reads
4 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
60 reads
2 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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8 Comments
DU Poetry : Popular Poems About Mental Health