Tag: mental-health

• A Polite Haunting

  Some days, a tiny creature  wakes up inside my chest,  a moth‑sized doubt with button eyes  and too much interest.  It flutters through my ribcage  with a soft, persistent bluff,  whispering in a velvet voice,  what if you’re not enough? It’s polite about its haunting,  it never claws or makes a scene;just rearranges furniture  in…

  Tavendale

  24th Jan 2026

  Uncategorised

  anxiety, belief, mental-health, original, poem, poems, Poetry, self-confidence, self-esteem, writing

• Smile Swallows Scream

  Sometimes the scream rises in me  like an elevator with no brakes,  clattering up the spine,  lights flickering,  warning sirens warming my throat.  And I smile instead; a too‑bright crescent  stitched onto my face  like a neon sign that forgot  what it was advertising.  The scream doesn’t vanish.  It just changes shape.  It becomes a…

  Tavendale

  15th Jan 2026

  Poetry

  anxiety, mental-health, original, poem, poems, Poetry, repression, social interaction, writing

• On Lantern Street

  Down on Lantern Street,where the awnings flap like gossip,there’s a marketplacethat sells emotions like produce. Joy comes in crates.Bright, bruised,and priced by the pound.Sadness is cheaper,stacked in blue paper conesbeside the wilted herbs. Anger sizzles in jarsthat rattle when you shake them.Hope is sold in tiny bundlesthat smell faintly of rain. Vendors shout their bargains:“Two…

  Tavendale

  12th Jan 2026

  Poetry

  curiosity, emotions, fantasy, feelings, language, mental-health, metaphor, original, poem, poems, Poetry, whimsy, writing

• A Hinge That Creaks When You Touch It

  The end of the year doesn’t merely arrive.It accumulateslike dust in corners,like thoughts you meant to throw outbut kept because they hummed when you touched them. Time gets slippery here.Days stack crooked.Hours lean against each otherlike they’re tired of holding themselves upright. You start hearing thingslike the soft click of a calendar shedding its skin,the…

  Tavendale

  31st Dec 2025

  Poetry

  anxiety, hogmanay, mental-health, new year, original, poem, poems, Poetry, sorry, time, writing

• I Don’t Like That I Don’t Like You

  The sentence stumbles out like a shoe on the wrong foot.It tastes of surprise and apology at once, a double note I wasn’t ready to sing.I don’t like that I don’t like you. I catalogue the small grievances: the laugh that lands wrong, the way you tilt your cup, the joke you tell when someone…

  Tavendale

  28th Dec 2025

  Poetry

  anxiety, dislike, language, mental-health, original, poem, poems, Poetry, social interaction, sorry, writing

• A Sorry Habit

  I say sorry for the weather, sorry for my shoes, sorry for the way silence sits heavy between us.My mouth is a coin purse and the word jingles out whenever the room tilts a degree I don’t like.I apologise like a habit. I apologise for walking into a room with too much thought, for folding…

  Tavendale

  22nd Dec 2025

  Poetry

  anxiety, language, mental-health, original, poem, poems, Poetry, sorry, writing