By Lance Merrick | Featured Contributor
Author’s Note: This poem is a mindfulness exercise that I use to help calm anxiety.
***
Feeling the room surround me
Testing each of my senses
Tasting sweet peppermint candy
Touching my feet to the ground
Seeing blue skies out my window
Hearing passing cars,
the bathroom fan,
My deep breathes and
the crunch of peppermint candy.
It takes about an hour to come around.
I’m calming myself down.
By Brandon Koebernik | Featured Contributor
Welcome back, demon,
I’ve been expecting you.
Now, what is your reason,
For the things I’m going through?
You should hold no power here,
Yet you manage to find a way.
I wish you’d just disappear,
But you reside in my brain.
Continue reading “Welcome Back, Demon [a poem on mental illness]”
By Skye Emerson | Featured Contributor
Once there was optimism to see silver laced clouds
til the world shook on its axis and decidedly bowed.
Psychosis (they say) is to go quite insane,
lose touch with reality, but they never mention the pain.
When all that is true breaks at the seams,
life becomes survival, desperation and screams.
Mistrusting your judgement since all you see is false,
no more gut feelings to rely on, you’ve got to just halt.
Buried beneath the weight of taunting monsters and more,
the theories roll, there is no staunching it despite how you implore.
Continue reading “‘Lovely Psychosis’ – Directions for Survival [a poem]”
By Brandon Koebernik | Featured Contributor
My medication is wearing off,
It’s no longer protecting me.
My demons begin to scoff,
As I try to make a plea.
They found a way through,
The chemicals weren’t strong enough.
I’m lost without a clue,
How am I supposed to rebuff?
By Brandon Koebernik | Featured Contributor
Mom was schizophrenic.
Dad was bipolar.
What could I get from it?
I found out as I got older.
It started when I joined the military,
Army National Guard.
I don’t believe I was wary,
Of how things could get so hard.
A lot of time had passed.
I started noticing changes,
To the point where I wore a mask,
To hide all of the passing phases.
Lately, I’ve been telling an old friend of mine how wonderful the WordPress community is (at least the little snippet of it that I know). I’m always amazed at how a community of people who have never met, and are so different, can be so kind and supportive of one another. Because of that, I really wanted her to ‘meet’ you guys, since she very recently started blogging and wants to connect with others. Aside from giving her blogging tips, I specifically wanted to connect her with those of you that I already know, because, simply put, you guys really warm my heart (and secretly, I feel that you all are the coolest bloggers on wordpress!) So that is the purpose of this post.
![Chronic Pain [a poem]](https://i0.wp.com/phoebemd.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/12/chronic-pain-poem.jpg?fit=932%2C498&ssl=1&resize=40%2C40){kind=small}
![A Cheerful Heart [a poem]](https://i0.wp.com/phoebemd.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/01/a-cheerful-heart-poem.jpeg?fit=1000%2C563&ssl=1&resize=40%2C40){kind=small}
![I'll Be Okay [a poem]](https://i0.wp.com/phoebemd.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/12/pexels-roman-odintsov-4552990.jpg?fit=1200%2C788&ssl=1&resize=40%2C40){kind=small}
