#head poems on Hello Poetry

Shaneia Oct 2020

So depressed, life is just a constant stress,my mind cant rest... pain in my chest,its either this or death.. Dreadful rest...
Is this God's test,
Or is my life that big of a mess..
This pain in my chest..
I constantly live inside my head, the boogie monsters not under my bed, hes inside my ******* head, I cant escape him,i know he ain't fake man, theres nowere to run to and nowere to hide. I look in the mirror and I'm forced to look him in the eyes . ...
I begin to cry, tears rolling down my cheek, my knees get weak.,I cant speak please god set me free from all this misery ...

Shaneia Comeaux

Anxiety triggerd

#anxiety #sad #lifemonsterinside #my #head

Lee Jackman Oct 2020

On my own

Im in a room full of people.
In my head im alone.

People tell me you an amazing person we like having you around.
In my head im alone.

Please come out tonight they say, your the life of the party.
In my head im alone.

Its amazing how i can look on the outside when in my head im alone.

Please excuse any spelling, Im dyslexic. I have not had the confidence to share any of my poems until very recently. So kind words please

#alone #party #people #amazing #mind #head

dailythoughts Oct 2020

solution:

make noises in your head so you can’t hear your heart

#solution #noises #heart #head

Mitch Prax Sep 2020

Conversation

I'm having
conversations
inside my head.
Whoever lives in there
hates me too.

#me #self #sad #sadness #depression #depressing #depressed #mental #emotional #head

prim' Sep 2020

Hells

I curse my head,
I curse my body
To make me walk through spiralling hells
From the soft sheets of my bed.
Ashes of my past to choke my lungs,
Dark mud to dirt my mind
To shiver with the wind of my dissatisfaction,
And sweat under the heat of anger.

#hells #mind #overthinking #anxiety #head #mythology #metafores

neth jones Sep 2020

Jarring (a knock to the head)

a clock to the head
   triggers a seismic action

all that was needed

dot-dashed
        into a surplus world

workings adapt
  to another set of living signals

view is challenged
and readings
       from the assigned past
                  are unfocused

ideas of what's to become
         are vague as a dreamers ordinances

              challenged is the stream
            challenged is the lifeboat
                              and
           challenged is the dream

love flares up
        in foreign places
and fears are accounted
        sworn and radiant
set proud where they were all along

you wish
   above all else
to grow tomatoes
and jar tomatoes
and sell tomatoes

you are flawed
       to be
more honest

your outlook is true
and your fellow players
and your previous established family
are unable to ward you

you feel sore for others
and their incapacitated priorities

new company is needed

seek others
who may have had
a similar clap to the cranium

                            - the Forget Me knot

#head #trauma

Talia Sep 2020

A voice I don't recognise

A voice, dressed
in camouflage
tries to poison
the delicate mind

A voice, foreign
Seeks to shriek putrid words
that contort & ricochet
about the brain.

Despite subtle tiptoes
A wobble in its timbre
trips a wire
in the maze-like mind

A vile voice, doesn’t belong
to true Self-
Love
seizes the intruder,
to unmask a cowering Ego

Noticing that the negative voice in my head no longer even sounds like my own. It sounds as if a foreign voice is saying these things, whereas once my own voice and this voice where much the same.

#selfgrowth #growth #selfworth #worth #selflove #voice #mind #head #healing #selfhealing