Mental Health Poems

For those who are silently sinking… By Rhema Sometimes pain doesn’t scream. It whispers through empty eyes, half-smiles, and forced laughter. Depression isn’t always chaos — sometimes it’s the quiet slipping away of someone you love, inch by inch, breath by breath. This is for the ones who are trying to stay afloat in waters […]

When beauty is measured in likes, what’s left of the girl beneath the filter? By Rhema Nwamadi  In a world where social media filters can turn insecurity into a trend, many young African girls are silently reshaping themselves, physically, emotionally, and mentally just to “fit.” Eating disorders and body dysmorphia are no longer distant issues;

By Rhema Sometimes, healing doesn’t come from therapy rooms or long conversations. Sometimes, it’s found in a quiet room, in the gentle weight of a hand wrapping around yours just when your mind feels like it’s falling apart. This poem is about one of those quiet moments, where everything changed, not with a shout, but

By Rhema They say madness is when the world no longer understands you. But what if you’re the only one seeing clearly? What if the voices in your head are loud, yes, but not wrong? What if the shadows move, and it’s not your imagination? This isn’t a story. It’s a reality some people live