#poets on mental health

[deuteragonized]

he loves me.

i am broken

i am bloody

i am bruised

but he loves me.

he is constant and unwavering

as the sun

he shines on me and i am warm

because he loves me.

[thoughts-streaming-out]

Another one from my book " Butterflies and Peppermint" 💜

[jugheadthelesbian]

hey this is a sign

ure allowed to fall in love again

they hurt u but u don’t have to hold urself back from falling in love with someone else

[almostsomewheremaybe]

Bait Dog

My mother rescued An abandoned bait dog While driving home one day The dog, white as a ghost With pale sick eyes Was balding, weak, dying But didn’t deserve to be The dog had been left behind No longer useful even as A moving target or punching bag That was six years ago She’s been nurtured and cared for Every day since Her body is still wrapped in Scars and disease She barks and cries At random, even into the night A result of chronic internal pains And she still flinches when I go to pet her, but she smiles Once I get behind her ears

You will not heal from everything That has happened to you That doesn’t mean You will stop being loved

[mycollectioncloud]

Worst Fears.

Most of my worst fears have come true If this is the case And I’ve made it this far All my wildest dreams can too

[angelicdewdrop]

sort little poem i wrote today about how i’ve been feeling lately, entitled “Inconsolable”

it’s not good technically nor is it good stylistically, but that’s not the point. the point is i’m raw right now, and this is a reflection of that state

[spitfire0409]

So I'll try to cope with life

As the days just go by

But the trauma in my mind holds me tight

So I'll break down and cry

Cause what's the point of life

When the pains to hard to fight

Cause theres no escape no escape no escape

Yes there's no escape no escape at all

Fuck there's no escape no escape no escape

Yes there's no escape no escape at all

Oh why is it so hard to fight

The horrors in my life

Oh yes why is it so hard to find

A reason to be alive

Someone give me a reason to be alive

[ezramukami]

Perverted identity

I look into the mirror, attempting to find any part of me that feels real. A black ink swallows my reflection and eats me whole. My world seems to collapse even with a steady foundation. I question the probability of my survival but I die before I'm answered.

My fear of ineptitude grows talons that tear into my flesh. My gushing blood turns into a sick looking green. Faceless creatures haunt my worthless dreams. Uncertainty creeps up on me like a hunter hunts the weak.

Nights drag on longer than days. The dread of darkness sinks deeper into my soul. I never seem to heal. Newly dressed wounds are soiled each I time I breathe. Protection is useless when an enemy cannot be obtained.

The shackles on my limbs tighten when I cry. My reflection changes in every shattered mirror. Distorted images of self. Dehumanization of something non human. Time moves on eternally. And suddenly I realize my foundation has began to crack.

Ezra Mukami

[10-813-08]

I can sit alone by an open window for hours if I like, and hear only bird songs, and the rustle of leaves. The trees are pure gold and orange.

— Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Violet Dickinson wr. c. October 1904

[softdreams-and-strawberries]

31/03/2023 softdreams-and-strawberries © Z.N.

[cxrsedbee]

actress

when i was five i wanted to be an actress i dreamt of memorising lines and losing myself in someone else

it wasnt too long after i learnt that nobody truly wanted to know me so i became the actress

its been 20 years ive been living the dream that they thought was laid to rest

its been 20 years ive played the part of my government name at their undevised behest

i know where she ends i dont know where i begin ive lost myself in her i guess my dream came true

[deuteragonized]

days like this do not hurt

but they beat me over the head and kill me

they throw me in the woods to rot

they swoop in from the skies and pick the meat from my bones

they crawl up through the earth and feast on my corpse

they walk upon me and crush my bones into splinters

and then they rain dirt on me

until i am lost to time

[thoughts-streaming-out]

I really hope you give my book a chance soon 💙 do leave your reviews with me when you'll do!

[jugheadthelesbian]

someone tell younger me that he messaged me today and i didn’t spiral. they’d be so proud of me for laughing and smiling and living, because time goes on and it heals all wounds. somewhere, me two years ago is crying over him and deep down in her heart she knows there’s a future version of them that is dancing to taylor swift and laughing and doesn’t care that he is still trying to control her. he is grasping for me but i am out of reach

[davidjhopcroft]

Within the head

Within the head

I wonder just how many people dread

Living every day with those thoughts within the head

The temptations by which we may be led

A darkness that often surfaces when we go to bed

Thoughts that we have that will never be said

So we hope for a peaceful sleep instead

What if your thoughts were the same as mine

Does darkness then become light and shine

Somewhere in dark memory there might be a sign

Like a spout rising up from the brine

Can also bring havoc to what was divine

Yet this invitation within I am trying to decline

Still it haunts with its daily whine

Somewhere in my head a monster is sleeping

Trying to escape captivity it is pleading

But deep down within I still fear its seeking

What if your monster and mine are meeting

Will eruption result from the overheating

Is this evil or love that is greeting

There was one moment of daylight that was fleeting

Emotions seem to be erupting from the confusion

Reality I pray will replace this illusion

Yet if your mind and mine embrace our evolution

Are the monsters acting together in collusion

I sense taboos are being shattered by consensual fusion

Will our minds meet and exchange in some form of transfusion

We might try and explore to see if we reach a conclusion

Copyright: David Hopcroft May 2023

[mycollectioncloud]

Resting Reflection.

Taking a moment Stepping it back

Life had no meaning Constant panic attack

Unsure of what’s next And afraid to see

What’s lurking around the corner Waiting for me

Tired of the circumstances Tired of being pushed by the waves

Time to steer my own boat And myself I will save