Best Mentally Poems
E_ emotinal outburst
M_ mentally decompensated
E_ emtionally driven
R_ room 21
G_ gurney
E_ enter the white coat
N_ nurse with pills
C_ Cody already passed out asleep
Y_ youthful love gone bad
R_ restraint bed
O_ open door _guards
O_ opportunity for change
M_ mental health gone bad~tragic
(Spent the day at the emergency
room with Cody..They sent him
to a crisis center...Here we go
again with mental health visits
and pills..)
Some say I am bewitched
Others believe that I am cursed
Many think I have gone mad
But what they don't know is that I am mentally ill.
I did not choose to be this way
And I did not ask for this
Neither did I wish to be like this
It just came to me just as it might come to you
It makes me see things others don't see
It makes me hear voices others don't hear
At times I become so aggressive that i just want to fight
At times I become so depressed that i just want to be alone.
People have developed fear towards me
While others make fun of it
Some lock me up because they say I am an embarrassment
Only few understand me
My wife I have lost
That even my family have distanced themselves
Because they say I am crazy
They say I have lost my mind...
But what they don't know is that i am mentally ill
And all I ask for is support
With tolerance as my need
To bear with me for I am still a human being.
In the middle of the night a door slams
The awful scent of cigarettes floats upward penetrates my nostrils
Insomnia keeps him up and restless
Lying here I hear, smell and know that the worst is yet to come
Huntington's Disease slowly destroys brain cells
Mutant form of huntingtin aggregrates within the brain
It touches the connectors and interfers with the synaps
Extra dopamine causes his need for instant gratification
I taste the tears as they spill tumbling down
Feel the his fear, his terror of what lies ahead
I can hear his hurtful words as his temper flairs
Thankful for his hugs when he is calm
I am glad that he is able to work for inability lies ahead
Unless some researcher somewhere finds a treatment
If not only downhill slide is inevidible
Destruction of the brain will leave him unable to even swallow
Let my tears spill down, overflow touch upon my face
Taste the salt as they touch my lips
Let me face the daylight hours with courage and strength
Today he might stumble and fall into the horrors of the disease
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Let me tell you straight-up that I been in too many relationships where the sex was
not about fulfillment, therefore, I do not want to deal with the stressors.
You see I need a certain man to take me as I am even when I am in my mood swings.
The frustrated points, the agony in wanting, and the denial of desires unfulfilled is
nothing more than incompatibility.
I do not like being under pressure.
My mind, my body, my soul are not interweaved.
These are three different aspects my man must perceive to conceive.
I do not need a war zone in that this occurs when you lie about who you are.
A domestic violator from herein is palpable.
You see I want to be a whole person.
Do not meddle my mind.
Do not deny my body the enjoyment it desires.
Do not play in that we are of the same vibes.
I just want a lover that realizes that I am his to cultivate.
He is there to soul mate.
Insofar as we may part eventually, he will be forever a part of me.
Please understand.
I merely intend for love and happiness to win.
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Penned February 25, 2015!
I was born in a world of poverty and soiled life of a third world country
The way I lived till I was five years of age was walls of boundary
These walls had towers of guards that had no heart or care
If a child would try to climb the wall they lose their life I swear
Father had drank and threatened my mother with a knife
My father lost his job and wife and that was the hardship of life
He stopped my mother from taking off with me in her arm
Hoping that my father would ignore and left me be with no harm
When my father went off to drink one night and came home with rage
My brothers stood by my crib and took a beating that set up the next stage
My father had woken up to three scared children half starved and in pain
His final words as he walk away from the orphanage gate live life do not go insane
I was still a baby in the orphanage; the caretakers did not really care about the babies
They stole items and materials those wicked men and maternal evil ladies
They starved all the babies because it cost a lot to keep them alive
As a child of that age I could feel the sins and greed that gave out bad vibes
I was ignorant about what I drank and ate, as I see white maggots move in my bottle
As I see them move I thought about how they were playing and some were hostel
They ate each other to keep each other alive in a manner that took me by surprise
In the back round I hear others throwing things with sounds of painful cries
I got very strong at a young age I was able to start pulling myself up over the cage
My feelings were to see my brothers with strong lungs that I cried out of rage
My two brothers came to see me and sneak food into my crib
The caretaker would find the food in my hands as they grabbed it and hit me on my ribs
As painful as it was I kept eating the food with blood in my mouth as it was instinct
I sometimes laid in my crib dazed and confused with smell of death so distinct
With all my might I kept myself strong and climb the small wall
I finally was old enough to get out of the building and I could hear my brothers call
With tears of joy with short legs that ran as fast as my heart
I ran to my brothers arms and held their hands to have a new start
I grew stronger everyday but more things came into my life in a manner of dismay
If my brothers stay by my side I could smile and everyday their would be okay
She cried her heart out in the shower this morning
Desperate, anguishing tears
Uncontrollable, convulsing sobs
Anxiety within was strangling her
Clenching and crippling
Incarcerating her into a frozen-like state
All the while
No one heard her cries
No one shared her suffering
No one knew how defeated she felt
How crumpled her courage was
How convoluted her coping skills had become
How much it was consuming her
Porcelain contours cradled her body as she wailed
Powerlessly...
Fearfully...
and...
Alone
July 25, 2021
Mental Illness
We are the last
vestiage of the
ostracized.
We are the lepers
of the moon who
walk among the
unforgiving innocent
with luminous sores.
We are hieratic stones
that mark a trail to divinity,
unaware of mediocrity.
We are the nightmare
and cuirass of your
terminal souls.
We are the delicate,
immortelles flowers
of creation's jewellery
and dwell within
the mouldering caverns
of apocalyptic chaos.
We reject gods because
they reject our sacerdotal
dominion over gods.
We are the magical
diseased who feed upon
the blue-burn fire of stars.
We are the watchers
of the withered minds
who try and quantify
our grandiosity.
We are pre-eminent
progeny of parsimonius
preternatural wombs.
We are magmatic, quantum
lepton neutrinos of sub-atomic
galaxies where altruistic Eros
regenerates the living force of life.
We are the you in us and the us in you.
We are infinite truth.
We are!
Children shot down in a school again
It’s the collateral cost of freedom I’m told,
by a labeled unstable son-of-a-gun kin
He had “wild horses roaming free” in his head,
that’s what the county doctors said
As the grief-stricken soul of a community bled
His eighteenth birthday gift was a death wish:
Killing innocent kids was at the top of the list
An unpredictable behavior everybody missed
The government officials declare,
the young man was “emotionally disturbed”
But bullets don’t grey matter care
Forensic fingers paint the crime scene “evil red,”
as automatic revulsion smears their semi-stoic conscience
Cold bloody memories, they just can’t ever shed
And the true metal believers idol-ly say,
the unhinged shooter was “mentally perturbed”
Seems bullets get asylum alter ricochet
05-28-22
Mentally Deranged
Mentally Deranged;
He and whole world are estranged
Also disengaged.
Sound like some politician you might know?
Jim Horn
Sometimes it is just too much
I am up and want to touch
I am jovial and part of the crowd
Dancing on tabletops, being so proud
Drinking and laughing, I want to stay high
Spinning and grinning up at the sky
Sometimes it is just too much
I am down and don't want to be touched
I am sad and not part of the crowd
Not going out to dance, not truly proud
Drinking, yes, I am trying to get high
I want to spin and grin and look up at the sky
Brain moves like lightning bolts and snails
Mood is rocky like a boat that sails
Sometimes it is just too much
Overwhelming is how I feel and such
I don't want to be like this
Mania is only when there's bliss
Down is down down dark and deep
What I do then is my secret to keep
I am mentally ill
Mentally challenged on a daily basis, preventing me talent to prevail.
we status quo. Faithless drones.
Wonder what it takes to make this go?
I hate this flow, oughta take it slow. But hey ho.. Ay oh.
That's the way ya like it? No!
So.. lets change the tempo to your satisfaction.
Bass down low with mathamatic action.
Precision building with decisions yielding its very own permission.
Shielding any penetrating doubt, this is what they call demonstrating clout.
I'm remonstrating, shout isn't in my vocabulary.
But if its the only way you'll listen and I'm about to do what's neccassary.
To establish an understanding of what they commanding not asking, damn well demanding. We on our knee's, begging! Please! Show us your humanities.
Vanity has taken its throne. Sanity resides inside all alone.
The worlds gone crazy! I'm just mad but that don't phase me I'm something bad.
Gone good. Perfect representation of mis-understood.
Just anuva presentation of what I would, if I could. Worst thing is, I know I should.
Like a bear in the woods, I've pooped and I've stood..
No-body else can see except red riding hood.
Its something like a fantasy. only the few, glance at me.
With more than just transparency.
Seems I'm done apparently, I've ran out of words to advance with glee.
And ya don't wanna hear it...
my mental is my mentally
my mental is my state of mentally
my mental is my state of badass
mental is mentally badass
mental is mentally a state of badass
badass is badass mentally
badass is badass physically
physically is physically badass
physically is mentally badass
mentally is physically badass
physically is mentally physically
a state is a state physically
a state is a state of badass
mental is mentally a badass mind
a mind is a badass state of mind
a mind is a badass of a badass
a mind is a mind of physically badass
badass physically is badass mentally
a mind is physically badass
a mind is mentally badass
mentally badass is mentally badass
author notes : my writing is called philosophical writing. i only uses middle ages words,words liked gracious,extravaganza,etc… this poem is about the mentally,physically badass of a mind. i don’t add capitalization’s on my writing.
What is wrong with you?
I'm having a bout
What a bout have you?
I'll tell you about
I do not know of this disease name
but I do suffer from it all the same
You say to someone to do something some way
Because of your own conscience belief that is why you this say
That someone does it as you please, as you want, every single thing
So you must be then happy about it? Or am I just not getting?
Well, you are not getting it, and I am just as you are, and so should be us all
but when this someone does it as you told him to
you feel that it is your whole world's and your whole life's
funeral
I would it call
iridescent neck hovering near a flower heart and wings a blur
pressure is pressure mentally
mentally is physically pressure
the mental state of mind is,
the physically state of mind
mentally is physically pressure,
into a state of mind
a state of mind is mentally pressure
mentally is mentally pressure
mental is a mental mentality
a mental mentality is a mental pressure
a mental mentality is a physically mentality
mentally is mentally a mentality
a state of mind is a state of physically
a state of mind is a state of mentally
a state of mind is a state of pressured
mentally is mentally a state of mentality
time is pressure into a mentality
time is pressure into a mental mentality
time is pressure physically
time is pressure into a state of mind
time is pressure into time