Side Effects Include by Anonymous
One day it all seems a little brighter, shoulders a little lighter, head a little higher. Was it the rain overnight, the smell of...
Vultures’ Wake by Karen Marker
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They’d seen it all, their wings tips touching
like piano keys played together –
so many suicides born from the house
where Nana’s china dolls sat on...
Dark Shadow by David Penner
And it befell on one mundane Monday morn
That trainee Hailey Meersheimer (rank M3)
Began her first shift in the psych ward; the pall
Was looming in...
Survive by Cyndi Schlieger
Running wouldn't help you'd still be yourself. So much noise inside that mind. The never ending urge to flee as if a change of...
Untitled Short Story by Jill Donnell
In the deep dark forest lived many animals and plants, trees and mountain cliffs and trails. There once was a ranger and his wife...
Poem for Pearl by Mother of Pearl
Dear Pearl
My beautiful blessed girl.
Your pain is my pain.
You will never know how much,
I love and adore you,
Until you have a daughter of...
Bipolar by Shermin Lee
If your life's been touched by mental illness
Know that depression is a type of stillness
A state of deep rest, if you will
A time for...
Passing by Fred Pelka
"You don’t want to check this box like that."
The kid doesn’t have to look down to know which box the man means.
Standing before the...
Suicide is a Poem by Jay E. Valusek
Suicide is a poem,
I say, and pause.
They do not look convinced.
A tragedy, perhaps, reply their faces.
No rhyme or reason. No heroic meter.
A travesty, at...
So long as we can say by Julia Hoeffler Welton
Out of the gas chamber
Out of the closed ward
Out of the shock room
They come.
Slowly, unfeeling,
Unhearing, Unseeing
They walk,
or stumble,
or crawl.
Witnesses, liberators,
Physicians, priests...
Self-Care For Dummies by Jill M. Talbot
Seek comfort where you can, even if it's in a dumpster
Have someone explain it to you like you're a toddler
Read more on ways you...
A bipolar perspectivist poem by Andrea Grey
one day we may all come to see
that the way I treat you, I treat me it’s disguised from our eyes
and operates energetically
we don’t...
Forgiven, a sonnet by Dan Johnson
Forgiven, a sonnet
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I don't know how to write down my request
or where it has to go to find my boy.
I hope while drifting up...
Darling Girl by Hannah E
Darling girl,
I wish for you to understand that
The fire in your soul, the kind of love in your heart and the curiosity that drives...
Your Versions by Tom Todd
I’d like to work with you.
To appreciate your versions.
And not to have to defend myself
Against them.
Please let your version of treating me
Incorporate ideas of...
Considering Harry by Tom Todd
I wrote this poem using selected extracts (pages 212-217) from Prince Harry’s book, ‘Spare’, and reflecting on the extent to which his writings might...
Too by Monica Khadijah Davies
My nose is too long
My hands are too big
My feet have grown
You see they did
My belly is fat
My tits are small
My legs are lean
I...
Poetry by Kris
All is the self
The world where it is felt
What’s around what’s within
Simple the mind of which integrates
let be without
To listen when it is loud
Less...
So Who’s Mad, Then? by Richard Plowden
Mad Maddy,
I greet you again and say hello
On yet another fine day
In England in mid-December!
May our darling Greta
Be spared such summery sun
Up north in...
On the Birth of Pandemonium by David Penner
One, two, three walls three, omniscient was the
Fourth in darkness - unvanquished the barren
Causeway. Armies of howling seraphim, cascading
On a lake of fire; Mulciber...
Unknown Restlessness by Aisha Momin
So there is an energy surge
Which is an emerge
Maybe it is from the submerge ?
Getting cleansed by purge
That's why I had an urge
But I...
A Sweet Nothing for a Melancholic by Timothy Hamilton
Forget, for today, for now,
Life on the edge of this abyss,
Look out across a gentle embrace
Of great terrors and petty pleasures.
Forget, for today, for...
tents in the park by Dan Lenart
tents in the park
In the city without a soul
When misfits and outcasts were kicked out,
Banished to exile, even the ancients historically
Understood this sentence, this...
Benzo Request by Rod McDonald
My daughter asked:
"Can I have a Clonazapam, dad?"
"You bet."
Why argue with a stage 4 sarcoma?
It could take a week to become dependant.
Why worry?
Waiting for...
Satan’s Shadow by Adam Slosberg
It is a beautiful day. The Sun is out; not a cloud in the sky. Yet I am in the Depths of Darkness where...
