Depression & Mental Health, Poems

Waking Up On Mars

It feels like I’m waking up on Mars

Silent

Desolate

Unfamiliar

I am alone

But free

To explore

To live

Without rules

Without boundaries

Without judgement

Just me

And a barren endlessness

I can call my own

 


I wrote this ages ago but never posted it. Didn’t think it was good enough. But as I’m not writing anything right now here it is.

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