by Hannah Holmes | Nov 2, 2021 | Writings
Day Dreams By Hannah Holmes the day I was ready to go, I sat as a witness of this illusion and looked down at what existed as an existenceI didn’t want to be anymore The Unknown had my mind in chainsFear began to press down on my shouldersfor my body had grew so...
by Hannah Holmes | Sep 23, 2021 | Writings
To be…Or not to be.. Depressed By Hannah Holmes What if I told you depression is a mental illness? What if I told you that I’m not depressed because I have the worst life ever, or because I’m overly sensitive, but because my mind was sick? You’d...