Mars

Xalvazora

Thinking of you, 

I can't help but roll my eyes.

Thinking of you, 

Reminds me of the mistake I made.

 

I feel like running away, 

So I won't have to see 

Your face anymore. 

I want to run away, 

So I can get away from you.

 

I get to thinking, 

 

Have you ever really wonder

We get lost on Mars?

Then we can map out 

And turn the planet into 

Our own world. 

 

It'll make me feel alive.

 

We'll be alive.

 

We are alive.

 

 

I recall feeling like shit, 

Like I was some piece, 

Waiting for you at work.

 

I thought you and I

Would orbit the same shift,

While she slept in your gravity.

 

It had hurt to know that 

You go home to her, 

While I go home to cold sheets.

 

 

I get to thinking, 

 

Have you ever really wonder 

We get lost on Mars?

Then we'd be striving 

In our own world. 

With no distractions, 

Just you and I.

 

I'd feel alive.

 

We'd feel alive.

 

Would we feel alive?

 

 

I didn't plan to date you, 

But that's nothing to worry

About now.

You made your choice, 

And I choose to respect it.

 

It hurts on my end, 

But you didn't lose a damn thing.

 

I'm angry at myself for

Losing to the temptation. 

 

C'est la vie.

 

 

Now I'm thinking, 

 

Have I ever really wonder 

I got lost on Mars?

I feel alienated in this world.

I wouldn't mind it if I 

Got lost on Mars, 

If that will mean I'll 

Reach wholeness.

I would fully ignite my spark, 

And rule my own world.

 

I'll feel so alive!

 

Feel so alive!

 

So alive!

  • Author: Zora (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 23rd, 2026 22:17
  • Comment from author about the poem: "Wonder" = alien syntax.
  • Category: Reflection
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