Tags : anxiety

A conversation I'll Never Send

A conversation I'll Never Send

A Poem by L. Aericko


Panic attacks are lonely, but so is being alone.
Sleeping Over My Anxiety

Sleeping Over My Anxiety

A Story by Diksha


Me trying to pen down my mind and thoughts on anxiety.
Is the Mirror Unkind, for an Anorexic

Is the Mirror Unkind, for an Anorexic

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Is the Mirror Unkind?, for an AnorexicbyMichael R. Burchfor anyone struggling with self-imageShe has a comely formand a smile that brightens her dorm ..
Translation of "Ech day me cometh tydinges thre"

Translation of "Ech day me cometh tydinges thre"

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Ech day me cometh tydinges thre"Each Day Three Tidings Come to Me"(anonymous Middle English poem, circa the 13th century AD)loose translation/interpre..
And then we drink tea

And then we drink tea

A Poem by ymz


idk
Dear X,

Dear X,

A Poem by ymz


I have a reoccurring dreamHe chases me grabs me kills me laughs over my corpseI wake up every time,despite having already died,wondering not if, bu..
My Body

My Body

A Poem by Casey


The stress of everyday life
Fight or Flight

Fight or Flight

A Poem by alaskaanne


Fight your Demon
Many things in life

Many things in life

A Poem by Lana


Death & stuff
Broken

Broken

A Poem by AlexisRenee


This is a poem/story that I wrote recently about a young woman who looses herself. Although we loose things, they can always be found. Hope you en..
I've sinned

I've sinned

A Poem by Lana


I’ve sinnedI have not looked up to the sky and thinkI’m aiming for the starsSo many directionsEach filled with gas emissionsPeople walking..
Locked out

Locked out

A Poem by Laura Kate


A ghost must be walking this path of mine - my bare, flat feet can’t feel it Under which grey cloud does our sun try to shine? My shivering..
It's Called Pain

It's Called Pain

A Poem by mcceewrites


I just can't get over the way it made me feel deep down.It's making my skin crawl.Now I'm crawling out of my own skin,Just trying to find a way out.Ca..
Choking on the Truth

Choking on the Truth

A Story by Troubled Robin


We don't always tell our partners what is going on inside our heads. We don't always have to. Sometimes they know just what to do.
Gerascophobic

Gerascophobic

A Poem by Dana K


i am gerascophobic merely because i fear of being unaccomplished.i observe the years passing byrarely any achievementsobtaining no success yeti..
Starseed

Starseed

A Poem by Dana K


Feeling lost. **honest critique please**
From: i want what i want

From: i want what i want

A Poem by Dana K


A part of one of my (love) poems that I am unsure about. Please provide an honest critique of it.
September

September

A Poem by Dana K


A poem about losing someone. *** honest critiques please***