The Journey (a Poem) by Richard Plowden
That I might sooner get to love forever,
Yes, love and love forever and forever,
Jesus, help me to conquer this disease,
This curse of schizophrenia, wretched...
metamorphosis by Lazlo Taboli
development is hardly accurate for what has happened to me
no, it's more of a transformation
and there is still something in me that needs to...
(Not) Special by Erin Harer
Even in my darkest lost places
It felt worth it
To be special.
Even on the days I knew
That my choices had become expensive
Even then
It felt worth...
Avoid Bad Psychiatrist by Sam Kris
A psychiatrist and a person are having a conversation:
Day 1.
Person: “I’m so depressed, because my dog died.”
Psychiatrist: “It’s a disorder inside you. I’ll help...
F.O.M.H. by illexotic
Listen to "F.O.M.H.":
I wrote this poem when I was struggling with my mental health in college on the back of a quiz I didn't...
Virginal Autonomy by Nidhi Agrawal
After Sylvia Plath ~
“I have given my name and my day-clothes up to the nurses
And my history to the anaesthetist and my body...
Losing You by Alshaad Kara
If destiny had a choice,
Sufferings would not be chosen
Yet the pain is a consistent
Dream that refuses to elope
With the night.
Strength comes from weakness
Blossoming as...
poem by ElizaM
Jonesing
You can say it's for drugs and think what you want, but drugs are no substitute for love.
Think what you will and say what...
Insulin Shock Therapy by Dana Henry Martin
I hear the music again. It’s my mother
singing through the clay earth
from her grave the way she sang
from her bed at the asylum
until they...
Fifty Shades of Days by Alec Stanza
triggers are slashing my mind
I process the memories of one strange
summer ;
Where was I ? How long did I wander ?
I walked a lot
nowhere...
When I grow up by Stacey Callard
When I grow up
Every living being will feel safe,
Safe to roam and explore this home we call planet earth
Clean air, education and healthcare will...
Wounded Healer by Samantha Irene
I look into the dark pool
I see colors spinning
Inklings
Of what has yet to become
With one prick of my finger
The ripples of change
Cast outwards
Water cannot...
Hard of Hearing by Francis Fernandes
I kept telling her that Carsten Dahl
is not Carson Dyle for the obvious reason
the former doodles Danish bebop
on the piano with a sort of...
Poems Needed by Daniel Hanrahan
we have poems
about madness
and poems written
in states of madness
no poems yet about
the guitar amp buzzing
dark electric fuzz
of the madness sparked
coming off psychmeds
we lack poems...
Time machine by Hussein Hammoud
One day I got so smart that I built my own time machine. Right away I went back and un-kissed the girl who broke...
The Recidivist by Zak Mucha
Owning just one monkey, if it weighs under
30 lbs., is not illegal in Houston where
neighbors saw a little gray face peeking through the
front room...
Suicide by Nicola Clare
An ode to the ‘failed’ attempts
Suicide.
Even the word is evocative
And provocative
Charged with emotion and energy,
Memories
And thoughts of what was and what could have been
Had...
The degree of love: Six semesters and the Convocation Day by Navratra
What if couples celebrate pose day instead of rose day? Teaching each other how to stand in
front of the camera could be the best...
A Mad Poem about Mad Poetry (by a Mad Poet)
Verse! Wild!
Let it be wild and uncontrolled!
Consider not whether it passes muster
In the logic-schools,
Or marks time with the monotonous regularity
Of clopping hooves of horses...
Black Dog by Tel S.
I keep seeing a black dog next to me.
Will this chase me all my life?
The dog, the needles, the pills, the razors, the knives?
The...
Lady Yellow, Lady Blue by Brighid Aime
2am is a bipolar blessing.
On the one hand,
Her clock ticks, waking worlds away.
On the other…
Dreams tattoo pulses of heart,
Maneuvered by her beaten, brush stroking...
On the verge of suicide by Rick Barooah
These are the last breaths you take; these are the last blood cells to rush through
your veins. The walls of the room are the...
When I Was Indifferent by Timothy Hamilton
When I was indifferent, Life was easier.
Day followed day.
Beans from a can,
Fresh Asian noodles I once loved,
Sunny delicate spring days,
Grey clouds and tedious half-hearted...
self-portrait as frankenstein’s monster by Jasmine Marshall
self-portrait as frankenstein’s monster
we are mortal beings.
you can’t destigmatize a condition constructed on a foundation of bigotry.
environmental stimulus incites evolutionary response: emotion, nature’s behavior-motivation...
Meditations in the Garden of Good and Evil by John-Arthur Ingram
October 15th 3:54am Holiday Inn Express Room 321 or 123
I.
I am death. I am life.
I am Satan. I am God.
I am predator. I am...
