Mental Poems - Poems about Mental

Help is both a thing I need and a thing I can’t give out. Every time I am asked for help I struggle to find the words to make it better so all I do is let out a silent yelp. Lack of help and lack of knowledge makes me feel like my trying to help is...

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All through the night Nothing feels right The static sound in left ear Enticing a certain kind of fear Your body feels like it has a current of electricity The Book MK Tech explained it with complexity Never finding anything as a protector When your body is setting off EF on a detector The mind starts to fret and...

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In the flowing darkness of the delirious night I saw once my being sink with my essence escaping, get dissipated in dissociative domain of ethereal ether where I heard the sound of the distant bells toll faintly, masking the music of my life’s violin fading away in stalled time’s deadly depth of smothering silence. ...

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The ink returns—not to defend, nor chase the ghosts I used to fend. Not to explain the aching past, but breathe through wounds that couldn’t last. It does not rise with pointed proof, nor beg for silence turned to truth. It flows because the heart now dares to speak in lines what once hid there. Where words once cost too much to say, a...

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Expectations brings about self deprecations, sometimes I wonder if the thoughts running through my head are my own or somebody else’s? The world lives in constant turmoil, waves crashing, tides swerving in and out from open- ended beaches, abysmal delays of the lighthouse directory, guided by supplemental shocks of lightening rays trajectory. I stand firmly in front of the baseless sandcastle, a fragile foundation of past voices from lurking shadows who slowly...

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You are a prisoner of your own mind, Chained within a cell, That binds your thoughts, And conceals your head. Fragile, hidden, perfectly eclipsed, Your mind lacks the fortitude, It needs to be left in. You speak without pride. Without light, without voice. Your words lack connotation, The way your mind lacks grace. In sorrow, in numb, You are all you did not want. So, you remain in...

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The flashing lights grow closer, but the cries of my 6-year-old sister have quieted. To my left, I see the car driver, my brother, lying motionless in the road. Rain hits my legs. No. Blood drips down my body. I can no longer feel my own pulse. Relief washes over me; I won’t have to face the agony of...

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Am I talking to you my friend or the younger me, in the end? You feel that you need her, and you know you must have her. While I am of a different mind, you'd say I'm insensitive and blind. I'd say it's you blinded by love falsely attributed to the One above. Your life is under your control. You don't need her...

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Heavy is the head that holds the crown I desire to be his purple peace When the world is beating him down May he know he can come to me I’ll kiss away your turquoise tears And block all the negativity Together we will face white fears And create consistent chocolate peace The heart of a man is a priceless Pearl That...

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I wasn’t born — I was expelled, From choking smoke and screams I yelled. No breath of grace, no holy light, Just claws and fire in endless night. No lullaby, no sweet refrain, Just rusted chains and seeping pain. A crib of ash, a whip for love— I crawled while angels laughed above. They fed me rot, they bled me dry, They laughed each...

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In shadows deep where chaos grips my heart, A whispered cry is heard from the darkened cells A child once laughing beneath a sunlit sky, Now lost in the darkness of despair. Fear crawls like a serpent in the night, its scales revealing the demons I bear I drown in thoughts that bind me to...

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Who takes brain hits diabolic? The child of an alcoholic! With the mind’s botox Pain’s now in a box Not flummoxed the kid can frolic ...

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Lying still, in a dark room. It’s easy to sink into it. Let myself deflate. The room gets darker endlessly. If I step off this bed, The sounds will turn back on. So my eyes stay closed. As my toes move slightly. Don’t lie in a contorted way. Or the sounds will figure it out....

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It's always seems cool to be fair; If YES isn't going to be a NO, Before it gets so unaware- How possible NO could twist YES to grow! Look for dominance, Doesn't define relevance But stages violence. It's never late to be so real; If SMILE will not be staged as a fierce FROWN, Before it lure mind to unseal- How tricky FROWN...

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It’s the heyday of the preachers of doom nuclear paranoia, world goes boom Open Season to generalize with closed eyes all righties -- fascists lefties...

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