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Mental Health Solutions

Mental Health Solutions

A Poem by Subversive Reality


Don't label me a problem, doc I need solutionsI'm not a kook, not a nutterNor a danger to society,I'm no stranger to "normality"Don't have me boxed in..
Where'd It Go?

Where'd It Go?

A Poem by Will


Where'd it go? There is no rhyme! Where's my flow? There ain't no time! The words don't click, meter's dead. It makes me sick, these w..
Ex-Human

Ex-Human

A Poem by SilverFish


up and down, maybe it is getting better, this and that, maybe, better to fight like a wild animal, fight yourself.
Void

Void

A Poem by Wraith.


Defile the matter and corrupt the brainblack bloodied vengeance, warrants the insanecontaminated by the acrimony and sheltered by terrorThe blinded we..
Cold sun, black brain

Cold sun, black brain

A Poem by Wraith.


No less than senseless to the sunblack brain, the barren cageThick black curtains cover allHold back an ancient plagueA metaphysical hell that deters ..
My Mind

My Mind

A Poem by Faruque Azam


This is a poem about how I think.
ENCEPHALON

ENCEPHALON

A Poem by Olufix


Men over the table.Aprons as their costume.Tools for the table;Including the Scalpel.Eagles in the gallery.Witnessing medical history,As they open the..
the box

the box

A Poem by yliana


It is easy to think outside the box. it is what the box is surrounded by that is difficult to escape.
Devil's Evil (Dark Poetry)

Devil's Evil (Dark Poetry)

A Poem by MJ SoulSmoke


Dark Poetry (Devil’s Evil)Dark is the night,And,Dark is the day.Dark are the words,I hear and say.Dark are the people,AndDark are their faces.Da..
Poem 58.  CLUTTERED

Poem 58. CLUTTERED

A Chapter by Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)


my mind is
Killing Zombies -- Not As Easy As You May Think

Killing Zombies -- Not As Easy As You May Think

A Story by Father Mojo


My contribution to zombie lore is that it should be much harder to kill zombies than it is on TV and in movies.The ease with killing zombies is why zo..
Insomniac

Insomniac

A Poem by Frances Clark


You wear the wig, That is sleeplessness, Rested on your head, Indestructible, as it, follicle By your body, only can you Light ..
Tumor

Tumor

A Book by PoetryPenPal


Lily is shy. So is Bekey. Bekey wants a friend. So does Lily. When Lily was three, she was diagnosed with a brain tumor. When Bekey was five, she beca..
Chapter One: Mourning

Chapter One: Mourning

A Chapter by PoetryPenPal


The fanspun in its rhythmic, circular pattern, around and around, making her dizzy.The calming hum it produced usually put her straight to sleep, but ..
drifting

drifting

A Poem by Jonathan Ballam


two brains shimmer in between veins of streetlamps
Cutting The Fog

Cutting The Fog

A Poem by The Nude Writer


I just can't get words on the page
Dead from the Head Up

Dead from the Head Up

A Poem by groisht


Dead. I...am... Dead. from the head up I am...DEAD. D ecapitated,Dead: from the head on up Dead. Dead. Dead? DEAD. Dea..