Mental Illness Poems | Examples of Mental Illness Poetry

I find myself becoming more and more distracted. Taking a sheet of paper and tearing off the corner. Then tearing off the torn part again. I remember that time… It’s like when… I find myself becoming more and more distracted. Like...Read the rest...

* death is a process of many stages, and dementia can be one of the ugliest … Dad taught me many lessons in life, and he fought to the last to retain what sensibilities he...Read the rest...

I see the way your body dances through the halls of our home, how dirty you are. dirty little girl. My teacher said this is not what we do. Mom tells me this is bad. They’re wrong....Read the rest...

it was cold, yet hot, a fever. i am surprised, as though I didn't fill myself with poison just the night before. my arm is taped down, attached to an iv, four pouches of medication seep into my veins it burns, yet any...Read the rest...

The ghosts never attack. They never leave either. They just steal all my favorite snacks. They leave crumbs, and I sweep all day. When I close the panty, I worry. When I open the pantry, I’m mesmerized. My mom wonders about...Read the rest...

Shaking like soda It plunges my heart with claws Assaults with its fist...Read the rest...

It was raining. I thought I’d wait it out. I tuned the engine on to help. Still in place, but the engine rumbles. Flipping through the stations. Music, static, music. Cloying sounds, I’m used to it. It’s only a drizzle now. I turn...Read the rest...

I want to rip my face off. I pinch and poke in hopes of leaving a clean flattened surface. I long for my skin to smooth out. I assure myself I am aware of what...Read the rest...

I continue staring at the wall. If spiders started spilling out of that crack. I don’t think I’d move. My mom thinks I’m weird. I hadn’t spoken for hours but there’s still echoes down here. I could hear her. Coming down...Read the rest...

Windows that aren’t real windows. Outside is fake too. The fence is real though, I tried. Crayons aren’t sharp. But maybe that’s how it’s supposed to be. They turn the phones off at this time. And force us outdoors. But it’s just...Read the rest...

How can they say silence has no sound? Make it go away. Floor-felled, right ear pressed to the phone, cowering in a quarry of quiet between coffee table and couch. Yes, I tell her, yes I can hear. Fingers in ears,...Read the rest...

I try not to. I blink anyway. Like blinking out seawater. It pours. Goosebumps are uncontrollable. Sitting for hours. Sitting unnaturally. But I can’t shift, only sway. They command me to stand. My feet are asleep, but that’s not the worst of it. I see...Read the rest...

Another sun has risen And those dreams forgiven Past miss takes were illuminated And in sleep they were illustrated Shown pictures of pleasures and pain Painted on my mind it all seemed so plain At the moment when hope had left...Read the rest...

I had a moment to see Flashbacks Rewind, Rewind my memory I need these thoughts to breath Fireworks to help me feel Light my mind Keep me spinning on this timeline Moments ago, we touched hands and it touched my soul Only my heartbeats...Read the rest...

When I am up, every sky is a boundless, cloudless expanse of brilliantly blinding blue. When I am up, I am William the Conqueror and William Shakespeare and William Jennings Bryan all in one. When I am...Read the rest...