The Monster
Fighting Through Anxiety
Dear Anxiety,
When they ask me what I am afraid of,
I lie.
Mental Illness Poems
Poems about Mental Illness
Discovering you suffer from a mental illness can be devastating. When faced with this challenge, most people work hard to pursue treatment and inform themselves about the disease. Even still, keeping a positive outlook and attempting to maintain good communication with your loved ones can become extremely challenging. Sometimes, despite your best efforts, you may feel deep sadness and frustration because of your illness. Such feelings are normal, and should not be repressed. In fact, expressing them to a close friend or through writing can help you to cope, and even thrive, despite your mental illness.
Poems about Anxiety and Panic Disorders
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February 14, 2018 I landed myself in the hospital after I took 30 pain killers. I was in the hospital for 3 days and then I was transferred to a behavior ward with all other problem children....
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The Night Is The Hardest
Anxiety And Depression From The NighttimeFeelings of unrelenting sorrow and fear wash over me like a wave crashing on a shore
Painful nostalgia for younger days and panic for the ones to come
Reminiscing on days and feelings I can never get back
Needing to feel close to someone to pull me back from this ledge -
Little Schizophrenic Girl
A Girl I Met At The Mental HospitalLittle Schizophrenic Girl, heavily medicated so she can't feel the pain.
She will never leave that hospital, never again feel snow or rain.
Tears rolled down my cheek the very first time I looked into her blue eyes.Featured Shared StoryThis poem is touching, yet sad. We don't understand the tormented lives people who are mentally ill experience! I'm praying for all those afflicted, that they will know peace and strength in...
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Signed, Your Mind
Poem About Anxiety And Panic DisorderGet dressed, love.
You're going to be late.
You look at yourself in the mirror,
The one you really hate.Featured Shared StoryWow, this was amazing. It really touched me because I could relate to it. The fact that some people feel the need to hide their pain and cover it up really upsets me. We should be able to...
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Life Is An Illusion
Poem About Giving Up Or Pushing ForwardSurrounded by people yet all alone
Trapped within this solitary zone
A world where chaos and hate overtake
Every bit of happiness that may try to escapeFeatured Shared StoryThrough the love of God and His angels who travel the universe to assist us especially in our hour of need. I've been hearing angels singing in my home for the past few years. God is with us,...
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Broken
Poem About PTSDIf I turned around and walked away, would you notice I'm gone?
Would you even care?
When you look at me, do you see the smile on my face,
Or do you see the tears I fight to hold inside?Featured Shared StoryBeautifully written right from the heart. Carry on telling people how you feel; don't keep things bottled up like my son did. Unfortunately, he's no longer with us. See my poem, "Jonathan's...
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Panic Attack
Closing in all around me,
a fear I can't describe.
All shaky and confused,
I think I'm going to die.Featured Shared StoryI'm Rose, I'm only 14, and have suffered from severe anxiety and social anxiety since I was around 10. For the past 2 years I've suffered from depression, this poem literally lit up my heart....
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Now You've Recovered
Inspiring Poem On Starting Life After Mental IllnessWhen you recover, what will you do?
When you recover, will you still be you?
Will you be stronger, will you be new,
When you recover from what you've been through. -
2 Hours
Agoraphobia, Anxiety And Panic AttacksAnxiety rips me out of my sleep, a shock to my system like a bucket of ice water.
I open my eyes to see a demon hovering near the ceiling; fighting it will lead to my slaughter.
These demons cover the Earth like the oxygen we can't see. -
"We" Couldn't See
Dissociative Identity DisorderBrian and I were polar opposites; he was loud and wild while I was more quiet and tame.
Despite our differences, both family and friends said we often looked and acted exactly the same.
I never understood it. My skin was unremarkable, nothing more than the average bruise.
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