Mental Health Poems | Examples of Mental Health Poetry

Inspired by all those lovely people who are having a tough time. You are beautiful. Don't forget it! You are beautiful By Michelle Morris 31/05/2025 You are beautiful Inside and out Don't let the fear get you Don't give it clout Forget about the Darkness That Abyss that keeps you down Forget about the bad memories That only serve the Demon Realm Your...

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I love you both with all my heart, But Mum, you tore that love apart. You made me choose, you made me cry, While Dad was left to wonder why. You spoke of him with poisoned tongue, Bad words for ears still far too young. You painted him in shades of wrong, And made me feel I don’t belong. He wasn’t perfect, neither...

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To be a good father You already have to be a good man But apparently he couldn't be either guess it was just easier For him to be just like his father Him being a black father Made it harder The stereotypes That followed him around That policed He probably internally agreed He felt it must've...

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"You know .. Trying to be good doesn't guarantee they gonna notice Leave alone appreciate it All they see is probably trash Constantly making you feel like such Pushing you to the wall Threats fired soon as you try to stand tall Fighting something that feels like bipolar With a feeling of isolation n hatred doesn't help You really know when...

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Damaged, once dismayed they return to the fray Beaten down by the grind they can’t leave behind Won’t they shrug off their wounds shake off the gloom ...

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Don't go please I beg Be strong girl you said You left me in the med Took ahead your steps Tell me why please ! I dreamt abt sitting with you beside river I want you to come closer Wanna put my head on your shoulder Just wanna be your lover I thought I found you as a treasure But you...

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He sits a shadow at the bar's dim light; a refuge from the storm that rages through his night. His eyes, like two wells—deep and dark with pain, reflect the turmoil that his heart can not contain. His wife—a nagging wind that howls and whines; a constant reminder of his troubles and declines— drives him to drink; to drown the din,...

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This is a story of wee mental Blair minty Wilson, he was a father a brother a nephew an uncle a cousin and one true friend, he was loved by everyone that he did meet, His mental health hid from all to see, And the world was cruel to what he was going through, On...

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choose your thoughts well they are the brick and mortar of your reality making you the architect of your life Submitted on May 27, 2025 for contest YOUR CHOICE P sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - Honorable Mention...

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Is this really worth it To be a woman in a country like this Where we are forced to shut our scream How will any girl see any dream Multiple cases of assault and rape But still many say it's all fake Is there any more way to gain your trust Many lost their lives..is it really worth The scars which u...

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I’ve been a chameleon my whole life— Blending, shifting, changing with the tide. I have worn a thousand faces, each not quite my own, Shifting like shadows, wherever I was thrown. But in the silence, a whisper would start— A voice from deep within my heart. What remains when there’s no one left to please? Just me in the mirror—no disguise, no...

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I dig the blade into my skin I don’t get why it’s such a sin. People drink until they drown Until they can’t hear a sound People smoke until they’re high Until they think they’re in the sky People avoid until there’s nothing Until the pain starts numbing What’s wrong with a couple small scars? How much different are they really from bars...

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Messengers Of Hope Our messengers of hope are leaders in the field, hardcore and always at the ready. Our messengers of hope are here countable no matter their cause. Our messengers of hope carry out orders without fail. Our messengers of hope deliver support, like timely reinforcements they deliver! Like the sun they shine bright even, when rain showers breath...

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I sit and I wait Wait for your return Have I done enough My tummy starts to turn I don’t know when it will happen or why I want to stay but here is all I’ve wanted, since I’ve been away. I look for my home, but home is in the past. Now everything is broken,gone and I’m the last....

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Instead of monsters under my bed - they stare at my face in the mirror At what point does a child become the direct descendant of a wound breed from insecurity. A world that preaches love is this almighty being that comes to everybody. The same world that writes the script for a judging...

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