Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
Some we love, some we don't.
About Brian P
I started writing inside a mental hospital when I was 18 and I guess I never stopped. Most of my writing has been about mental illness but in recent years I branched out into other topics I'm familiar with. If my poetry had one central message or theme it would be understanding. Once a person can understand another's mindset they tend to stop being critical of that person, and then become more likely to help. If a lack of understanding is the problem then the solution can be as simple as taking the time to understand the next person and their reasoning. A step farther would be to understand their emotions. My hope is to help bring some of that understanding.
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Feelings And Perspective
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.Featured Shared Story
I, too, have dealt with depression most of my life. I have learned two things. Feelings are just that. They are fleeting. They come and they go. I have also learned to rely on my rock, my...
Poem About A Family Devastated By Drug Addiction
One pill, two pills, three pills, four.
The children are counting Xanax pills they pick off the floor.
Mommy's sister committed suicide in 2009; that's when this all started.Featured Shared Story
Same here. The full poem was actually 4 pages long; a lot of the story was cut out to meet the size limit. The point where the children decided she chose the drugs over them was because of...
There's a place in the hospital where they house the severely mentally ill,
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 Story
Thank 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...
Agoraphobia, Anxiety And Panic Attacks
Anxiety 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.
Poems by Brian P
Thank 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 you're doing all right. -Brian
You sound like a very strong person, Trevor. Your comment brought tears to my eyes. From someone who also has these issues, not abandoning us means everything to us even when we can't express it. She sounds lucky to have had you. I lost two friends to fentanyl in the last year, and both suffered from mental illness. I miss them every day. One of them was also 33 and the other 34. They were married and passed 10 months apart. The first had PTSD since a child and the only positive thing I could think of was that she's free from that pain now. The second had mental illness and never got over the trauma of losing his wife. Even though he quit and even spoke at drug awareness events, he had two slip ups, and the second cost him his life. When that happened, all I could think of was at least they're together again. I hope you're doing well. Thanks for sharing, Brian
Unfortunately, very true, they have to really want to change. I lost two very close friends to overdoses in the last year. They were husband and wife. The second passed 10 months after the first and even though he did quit and even spoke at drug awareness events, he had two slip ups and the last cost him his life. He used to explain to me what it was like when he even smelled certain drugs and how it physically started to affect his blood pressure and mind. It's a lifelong battle that requires an enormous amount of strength. Thanks for sharing, Brian
Thank you, Diana. I completely agree. I find reading Eckhart Tolle's spirituality books very helpful. Almost like it helps reprogram my mind to see life differently in a more positive way. Faith is definitely a great tool to combat depression and mental illness. I hope you're doing well. Thanks again, Brian
Wow Nidhi, I'm completely blown away by your comment; that was amazing. I don't even know what to say other than thank you for sharing, Brian