Mental Health

Restless
Restless I get myself ready for bed every night. I brush my teeth, take my make up off, and wash my face. Then I turn off the light and lay on my right side, I eventually fall asleep. Maybe a hour or so, I wake up abruptly panting, my heart racing, a million miles an hour. It feels like I just ran a marathon. Once I’m awake I struggle for about a half hour or so, to go to sleep. Then I have another episode and the same thing happens a few more times through the night.
By Jennifer lindquistabout 3 hours ago in Poets
The Title "OF" This POEM IS Called "UNKNOWN", ...... I Could BE Important, Like Really Important - But Let's Call Me, Which Is YOU - "UNKNOWN", Okay !?
Somehow I woke up, I found the best thing - "A HAND" !? Somehow I woke up, I found the best thing known to any person - "A HAND" !?
By 365poetryabout 3 hours ago in Poets
These Are The Countries That Has "Finger Forn--if--ica--tion" - I'm Truly Trying To Understand Who Exactly Would Believe In The Removal Of People's ...... !?
6:19 AM in the UTC-6 time zone (Central Standard Time) is currently in countries like Mexico, Guatemala, Costa Rica, Honduras, Nicaragua, El Salvador, and "parts of Canada" and the US. It is also 6:19 AM in the Galapagos Islands.
By 365poetryabout 3 hours ago in Poets
I Finally Got The Answer - Ofcourse, Someone Helped Me - Kingston Public "Hospital" - Why Would You Want To Live There !
In life lets say we had "900" friends !? After highschool we had "700" friends !? During college - we now have "500" hundred friends !? We get married we have "200" hundred friends.. What was the "Mathematical equation", the problem to be solved !? I have learnt the most horrifying thing in LIFE - No person knows when to END... NO person knows when to NOT exist !? NO person knows, when ENOUGH has NO other quality than just using the WORDS, ENOUGH... To this day, I have NO children - to this DAY !?
By 365poetryabout 3 hours ago in Poets
Blame
Something sits at the end of my tongue. A memory that is unable to form into words. A distant train bellows with the same frustration that pollutes the whites of my eyes.
By Amanda Abelaabout 4 hours ago in Poets
An Ode to Friday
Thank you, oh thank you Friday. You allow a breath of relief at the end of the week. Even when waking up in the morning, you make the usual slog bearable.
By Gabriel Shamesabout 5 hours ago in Poets
Life in a Teacup
Life is but a cup of tea. Whether full or empty, what is the point of arguing? Whether strong or weak, it has its own flavor. Whether rushed or slow, so what? Whether warm or cold, just look at each other and smile.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout 7 hours ago in Poets
Permeating Roots
It’s raining again acidic droplets falling onto the boardwalk. The sea laps below what falls, hungry as ever. - The walk home was exhausting
By Reece Beckettabout 10 hours ago in Poets
State Highway 141
There is more road behind me than there is before me. * I know this. It is a reality of this incarnation, * this purpose,
By David Muñozabout 15 hours ago in Poets
A Moment
Wait! Give me a moment… I have to think. One minute, please. Quit rushing me. My mind needs to process. I know, you want attention.
By Julie Lacksonenabout 15 hours ago in Poets
Sometime I Daydream
Sometimes I daydream Live a second life Outside this world Not in reality But with real emotions Sometimes I cry Sometimes I laugh
By L.I.Eabout 16 hours ago in Poets
Split Personality
Split Personality I say I’m fine and mean it then feel the cold hit later when no one’s around I dance in rooms I hate
By George’s Girl 2026 about 20 hours ago in Poets