Popular Poems About Healing
#healing
Popular poems about healing. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
Her
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 6:29pm
2nd Mar 2025 6:29pm
Today, I Speak Me
When I emerged from the cocoon I had been sheltered in the majority of my life, nobody in my life spoke my language. I was multilingual in suffering but I might as well have been mute. I spun like a whirling dervish trying to get people to understand me. Today, I speak me. For those who don’t comprehend, I don’t translate anymore, so good fucking luck. You had your chance.
#healing
#MovingOn
#PersonalGrowth
#prose
#strength
101 reads
17 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st Feb 2025 12:45pm
21st Feb 2025 12:45pm
I was told that I'm a criminal
I have a criminal mind
I have a criminal need
I have a criminal dependency
I need others to exist
I need a little help from my friends
I get help all the time from the strangest places
Every suicide
Every plane crash, car accident, overdose etc..
Everything helps me
I'm getting stronger every day
I'm feeling better about myself all the time
Before the medication my doctor put me on,
The person I cared about was myself
Now I see that others matter
Now I see things a lot differently
I think I'm growing inside
I was...
I have a criminal need
I have a criminal dependency
I need others to exist
I need a little help from my friends
I get help all the time from the strangest places
Every suicide
Every plane crash, car accident, overdose etc..
Everything helps me
I'm getting stronger every day
I'm feeling better about myself all the time
Before the medication my doctor put me on,
The person I cared about was myself
Now I see that others matter
Now I see things a lot differently
I think I'm growing inside
I was...
#dark
#healing
#identity
#MentalHealth
#SelfDiscovery
97 reads
18 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 6:09pm
20th Feb 2025 6:09pm
one too many
hands brace against concrete walls
searchin for somethin solid
in a spinnin world
where streetlights melt
in late november rain
liquored up white lies
slide from a tongue gone numb
drippin like poison
as dawn ticks closer
and memory unravels
the bartender’s face
smears like watercolor
thru the bottom of my glass
measurin out oblivion
in four finger pours
while my phone buzzes
with promises I failed to keep
broken bottle self esteem
catchin glints of moonlight
in parkin lot...
searchin for somethin solid
in a spinnin world
where streetlights melt
in late november rain
liquored up white lies
slide from a tongue gone numb
drippin like poison
as dawn ticks closer
and memory unravels
the bartender’s face
smears like watercolor
thru the bottom of my glass
measurin out oblivion
in four finger pours
while my phone buzzes
with promises I failed to keep
broken bottle self esteem
catchin glints of moonlight
in parkin lot...
#addiction
#alcohol
#healing
#MentalHealth
#PersonalGrowth
119 reads
15 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
12th Feb 2025 3:46pm
12th Feb 2025 3:46pm
Svarte alver Black Elf chant
svarte alver rister skjebne
djúpet skal åpne seg
gi meg din handa
svarte alver fljúga
mot skyggene
ett tår
er fanget
som stjerne sølv
gi meg din handa
mant skal vi se
universet
svarte alver
dvaler
djúpet skal lyse
sitt vei
the black elves
awaken
the depth is
opening
stretch out your hand
the black elves
are flying
towards the shadow
a tear is caught
in silver of stars
come give me...
djúpet skal åpne seg
gi meg din handa
svarte alver fljúga
mot skyggene
ett tår
er fanget
som stjerne sølv
gi meg din handa
mant skal vi se
universet
svarte alver
dvaler
djúpet skal lyse
sitt vei
the black elves
awaken
the depth is
opening
stretch out your hand
the black elves
are flying
towards the shadow
a tear is caught
in silver of stars
come give me...
#dark
#healing
#lyrics
112 reads
10 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 9:37pm
11th Feb 2025 9:37pm
assemblin broken things
I like when other monsters
nod their heads
to the rhythm of my story
when they hear the thunder
in my throat
and recognize my storm
I’ve numbered faces in the mirror
countin backwards
til I found the one
who knew what it was to smile
without first checkin himself for wounds
somewhere along the way
I learned to speak in a language
made of scar tissue
to write pain into poetry
to find a harmony between hurt
and healin
I learned to walk again
with wings
and chains
learned the steps to...
nod their heads
to the rhythm of my story
when they hear the thunder
in my throat
and recognize my storm
I’ve numbered faces in the mirror
countin backwards
til I found the one
who knew what it was to smile
without first checkin himself for wounds
somewhere along the way
I learned to speak in a language
made of scar tissue
to write pain into poetry
to find a harmony between hurt
and healin
I learned to walk again
with wings
and chains
learned the steps to...
#depression
#healing
#SelfReflection
113 reads
6 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 3:14am
24th Feb 2025 3:14am
Let Me Speak
at death
let me then say,
I have lived;
not well, not poorly
but that I endured;
I experienced
each and every
moment forward
from my awakening,
with eyes thrice opened;
let me shout to the world,
that my palms faced up,
accepting all of that
which could not be
accepted from me,
wether love or apathy;
let me sing that I was
become whole, undone
of sad, abandoned roots
that kept me tethered
to shame and guilt;
so, at death
let me then whisper
I set myself free, at...
let me then say,
I have lived;
not well, not poorly
but that I endured;
I experienced
each and every
moment forward
from my awakening,
with eyes thrice opened;
let me shout to the world,
that my palms faced up,
accepting all of that
which could not be
accepted from me,
wether love or apathy;
let me sing that I was
become whole, undone
of sad, abandoned roots
that kept me tethered
to shame and guilt;
so, at death
let me then whisper
I set myself free, at...
#bipolar
#healing
#MentalHealth
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
78 reads
5 Comments
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 11:20am
2nd Mar 2025 11:20am
Dear Indestructible
undo the idea
that we must be fixed
to live the days we deserve,
that breathing requires bandages
as we suck down lungfuls of hope
into our last remaining fuck
healing was never the journey,
existing was
it was listening
to the blunt struck chords
of your nervous system
to hear distorted music
as you shuffled to the sound
it was the dawn silence
as you placed one shuddering foot
in-front of another, out of alignment
longing for the earthly warmth
of a prayer-soaked sun
...
that we must be fixed
to live the days we deserve,
that breathing requires bandages
as we suck down lungfuls of hope
into our last remaining fuck
healing was never the journey,
existing was
it was listening
to the blunt struck chords
of your nervous system
to hear distorted music
as you shuffled to the sound
it was the dawn silence
as you placed one shuddering foot
in-front of another, out of alignment
longing for the earthly warmth
of a prayer-soaked sun
...
#disability
#healing
#illness #SelfWorth
#illness #SelfWorth
68 reads
4 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 00:56am
16th Feb 2025 00:56am
dance with the monster
I am the dark
that stretches across your soul
the voice that echos
in your hollow chest
doubt is my breath
fear is the beat of my heart
I am the surge that lifts you
to dizzyin heights
the wild laughter
that dances on your tongue
when the world bares its teeth
I am the cocoon of numbness
the abyss that awaits
ready to swallow you whole
shieldin you from the light of day
I am your oldest friend
your biggest champion
I am your enemy
your most debilitatin nightmare
the monster that keeps the monsters...
that stretches across your soul
the voice that echos
in your hollow chest
doubt is my breath
fear is the beat of my heart
I am the surge that lifts you
to dizzyin heights
the wild laughter
that dances on your tongue
when the world bares its teeth
I am the cocoon of numbness
the abyss that awaits
ready to swallow you whole
shieldin you from the light of day
I am your oldest friend
your biggest champion
I am your enemy
your most debilitatin nightmare
the monster that keeps the monsters...
#bipolar
#healing
#MentalHealth
92 reads
4 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 11:56pm
4th Feb 2025 11:56pm
blood and ink/monster and poet
I remember what you did
in all those nameless bars
shakin…sweatin…
thru another blackout sunrise
remember how steady your hands were
pourin shots while she packed
while she walked out
and took the kids
but do you remember moonlight
and how it danced across broken glass
how you watched dawn paint gold
across your wreckage
felt the touch of sunlight
and how it could turn shame into resurrection?
I remember when
you’d trade one darkness for another
when you found new warm bodies
to numb the cold ...
in all those nameless bars
shakin…sweatin…
thru another blackout sunrise
remember how steady your hands were
pourin shots while she packed
while she walked out
and took the kids
but do you remember moonlight
and how it danced across broken glass
how you watched dawn paint gold
across your wreckage
felt the touch of sunlight
and how it could turn shame into resurrection?
I remember when
you’d trade one darkness for another
when you found new warm bodies
to numb the cold ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#bipolar
#healing
#PersonalGrowth
90 reads
9 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 11:47pm
13th Feb 2025 11:47pm
~04:14, the 14th (with 414 madnesses posted in du.), l o v e
eyes & ears bury & burn sleepless
from the overnight whirring bikes
in roaring ruthless silencers .. in
such nonstop criming sound sin
is it some formula racing or just
the racing hearts of the riding
Valentines .. whatever
its 04:14 .. it’s 14 the Valentine
Feb.. What more logic . Happy
rashly polluting these pure
cosmically auspicious hours
of Brahmamuhurta
this crazy owlish sleepless
me .. a pretty nocturnal specie
I...
from the overnight whirring bikes
in roaring ruthless silencers .. in
such nonstop criming sound sin
is it some formula racing or just
the racing hearts of the riding
Valentines .. whatever
its 04:14 .. it’s 14 the Valentine
Feb.. What more logic . Happy
rashly polluting these pure
cosmically auspicious hours
of Brahmamuhurta
this crazy owlish sleepless
me .. a pretty nocturnal specie
I...
#healing
#love
#night
#spiritual
#ValentinesDay
94 reads
8 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
1st Mar 2025 6:02pm
1st Mar 2025 6:02pm
denial of becomin
I am not music or art or poetry or hope
I am only what I have always been
tho my hands dance with ivory keys
hauntin silence with whispered confessions
tho I've surrendered nights to Ravel's ghost
as "gaspard de la nuit" possessed my soul
I am not music
tho I’ve painted skies from dreams
while darkness pooled beneath brushstrokes
tho colors bled thru my veins
when bottles stood empty in mornin light
I am not art
tho I've filled journals with fractured thoughts
tho I've written my breaths ...
I am only what I have always been
tho my hands dance with ivory keys
hauntin silence with whispered confessions
tho I've surrendered nights to Ravel's ghost
as "gaspard de la nuit" possessed my soul
I am not music
tho I’ve painted skies from dreams
while darkness pooled beneath brushstrokes
tho colors bled thru my veins
when bottles stood empty in mornin light
I am not art
tho I've filled journals with fractured thoughts
tho I've written my breaths ...
#healing
#PersonalGrowth
60 reads
6 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 2:00am
24th Feb 2025 2:00am
reign and ruin
wild eyed king of the past
ruler of shot glass realms
struttin down neon streets
arm in arm with beautiful strangers
electric
hungry
unstoppable
I devoured darkness
and it devoured me back
thru tangles of limbs
and sheets stained with lipstick
whiskey seepin into my blood
flesh against flesh against flesh
they wanted the fire in me
the untamed beast
that burned thru rooms
and left ashes of promises behind
they wanted to know
what destruction tasted like
so they pressed their...
ruler of shot glass realms
struttin down neon streets
arm in arm with beautiful strangers
electric
hungry
unstoppable
I devoured darkness
and it devoured me back
thru tangles of limbs
and sheets stained with lipstick
whiskey seepin into my blood
flesh against flesh against flesh
they wanted the fire in me
the untamed beast
that burned thru rooms
and left ashes of promises behind
they wanted to know
what destruction tasted like
so they pressed their...
#addiction
#alcohol
#bipolar
#healing
#PersonalGrowth
67 reads
4 Comments
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