Mental Health

"Wuthering Heights" Sent to Publisher on this Day
Okay, so there were no specific prompts for January 4th, so I googled, 'What went on January 4th?' and there were a plethora to choose from from centuries past to present. And this one caught my eye:
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Poets
Self Care or Be Square
The Christmas after I escaped, I unwrapped a guided journal from my sister. “SELF CARE” it demanded in bossy block letters shaped mockingly like a heart. The subhead declared it was “a guide for remembering the things you like to do”.
By Test2 years ago in Poets
"Kindred Hearts: The Tapestry of Nice Friendship" ( Content writer and Content creator , Prompt Engineer TasLema AktHer RuNu from Bangladesh )
In friendship's warm embrace, a bond so kind, Where hearts entwine with thoughts aligned. In laughter shared, in moments bright,
By Taslema Akther Runu2 years ago in Poets
Safe Space
Wake me from this nightmare, and meet me in my dreams. My chaotic world isn’t as bad as it seems when compared to that of a masked reality.
By Annie Edwards 2 years ago in Poets
Intrusive Thoughts. Content Warning.
Intrusive Thoughts I have been thinking of wading out into water Going further than just knee deep Sinking into the deep end
By Abigail Adams -The Mad Cow Mob Boss2 years ago in Poets
😍An ADD Mind😍
I pace, and I scurm. I can't get comfort because I am unsafe without you by my side. I can't sleep, my mind is a blaze. With all the secrets I can't erase.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)2 years ago in Poets
Dreams in my eyes
Dreams in my eyes In quiet dark night, my eyes shimmer Seeing your shadow in my eyes A silent sound of hope, waiting for you
By Syeda Tamseel Fatima2 years ago in Poets
Flatline. Content Warning.
Inhale, Exhale... Over and over again. Muscle memory, until you remember and then your muscles begin to react to your own body, the air flowing in and out, the organs expanding and contracting.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
I Don't Like Sleeping Alone
I don't like sleeping alone, your presence is a comfort, a warm blanket for my soul to rest. The beat of your hearrt a ryhthmic melody in your chest, lulls me into a sleep unlike the rest. My heart mimicking the rise and fall as my eyes flutter cose and my own breathing matching your own. I don't like sleeping alone.
By FindingYourFlowers2 years ago in Poets
Fragments At 2AM
It’s 2AM. My endless wrestle drifting into deep sleep is filled with bullet holes so deep. My hands busy in tug-a-war
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets
I Choose.
I’ve found the place where my peace lies. I know I can get back there again. I also understand that I won’t be able to stay in this place forever.
By K2 years ago in Poets
Golden girl's secret. Content Warning.
One of my goals for this year is to publish some pieces that I either started or written a while ago, be it I felt it couldn't fit anywhere, I wasn't in the right mindset, or some other reason. But this is a new year, new me. Let's push even further past my comfort zone.
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Poets