Mental Illness Poems - Page 3
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41. The Ruse
She's beauty, style, poise and grace,
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At least she appears to be.
But no one knows the girl who hides
Behind the face they see.Featured Shared StoryI myself have a daughter that is now going to be 26 in a little over a month. She doesn't leave the house at all, she comes to my house and to her Dr's appointments but not by choice. They...
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42. Voices
I hear them there every day.
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Why will they not go away?
They tell me that I'll be betrayed.
Will it really be that way?Featured Shared StoryJust wanted to say that I loved your poem. I can relate to it so well because I have those same voices inside my head since I was like 15 and I'm almost 49 now and they are even worse today...
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43. Puppet
The despair that holds her back tugs on her heartstrings
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But like a puppet she will obediently play along
She was once optimistic and filled with joyFeatured Shared StoryThe puppet was me. I still feel like that sometimes. Last year I had to break the strings. I was in an 8 year relationships. I was his puppet. Whatever he said to do, I had to do it or he...
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44. Life Behind The Mask
Deep inside her mind,
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Behind a picture-perfect smile,
Lies a desolate, lonely place
She hasn't visited for a while.Featured Shared StoryI related so much to this poem. As a middle school girl, this line from the poem, "Nobody knows her struggles. If only they would ask. She didn't have to fight this alone and hide behind a...
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45. Exhale Anxiety
I send anxiety
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a cease and desist letter.
I close her mouth.
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46. The Truth
Slippery, sweet, syrupy words sticking in my brain
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A lie
They won't go away no matter how much I try to send them back to where they came from
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47. Chaotic Places
After everything is said and done
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Bad dreams and nightmares
Chased away by the coming dawn
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48. Music Of Wakefulness
It is in the dark of night
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When insomnia sings me awake
To the tune of lullabies
And the rhythm of mindful blight.Featured Shared StoryI love the intimacy between the poet and these "hindrances." The relationship between nature, insomnia and anxiety around the poet at first is inviting, and calming. It isn't until daylight,...
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49. I Don't Know
I don't know how to tell you I'm afraid without feeling weak.
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I don't know how to tell you I'm hurting and how I wish this pain would cease.
I don't know how to tell you I'm lonely without feeling incomplete.
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50. Zoloft
Hello, you happy little pill
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A smile, a laugh, a cold dark chill
When tragedy struck you were given to me
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51. Restriction
When I was fifteen I starved myself,
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hoping I could then accept myself,
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52. Hidden Canvas
I drew on the same canvas for years.
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The marks I have made faded only for me to create new ones.
I tried to hide my art,
But some saw through,Featured Shared StoryI suffer from depression, anxiety, and other mental illnesses. Reading this poem, I felt like it spoke to me. I felt a sense of understanding reading this poem. Thank you.
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53. The Mental Hospital
There's a place in the hospital where they house the severely mentally ill,
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A place where people walk around in a daze and every day starts and ends with a pill.
Where people don't want your money; they only want your prayers.Featured Shared StoryThank you, Sommerd! When I think of all the pain I saw, I feel obligated to get it right for all of us and wind up rewriting everything a dozen times. Thank you for your comment. I hope...
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54. Every Day Is A Fight With Anxiety
Anxiety grabs me by the throat,
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Almost like grabbing a man's balls.
It hurts deep into your stomach,
Churning your belly down.Featured Shared StoryHi! My name is Jun. I've also been struggling with anxiety since I was 10. Sometimes I find it hard to express how I felt back them. Reading this poem of yours has made me feel more grateful...
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55. I Can't Eat It
The food is all around.
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I can't eat it.
They are watching.
They will call me a pig.Featured Shared StoryI have an eating disorder and it hurts inside. These poems really help
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56. Monster In The Dark
Sometimes life is too dark, there's no light.
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I can't decide what's wrong or right.
While this beating heart falls out of sight,
I'm starting to lose my will to fight,Featured Shared StoryHi I'm Aeon, I know what it's like being diagnosed with severe depression, I was at the age of 6 and continue to battle the hardships today as I am 15 years old. I used to do very hard drugs...
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I actually struggle with minor social anxiety and this really is how it is. I have scars on my arm from where I scratched it off in a panic attack about people looking at me. To be honest,...
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58. My Heart Desires Freedom
Each day a brand new struggle:
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No food to eat, too stressed to sleep, trouble on my mind,
Tired of life, tired of pain, too tired to even try.
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59. Sleep Can Never Come
Stripped of my comfort,
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I have no place to sleep.
Confused with anxiety,
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60. The Girl I Used To Be "PTSD"
Among the cluttered archives of my pondering
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Lie the memories of a girl who I used to be,
My eyes alight,
Radiant as the sun,Featured Shared StoryI came across this poetry site just hoping I might find some relief and be motivated. Thank you for this poem.