Today’s haiku challenge:
My style is the five/seven/five syllable structure. I have to admit, this was the hardest one of these challenges yet. Nonetheless, here are my 10 haiku poems:
we had four strong years;
then the last year, we dissolved
underneath the cracks.
four: anxiety,
depression, self-sabotage
and me, somewhere there.
four, three, two, one … I
breathe out, until the pain goes
away with the words.
four lives lived so far:
the kid, the teen, the boyfriend,
whatever this is.
four days exist like
undersleep, oversleep, and
no food, overeat.
four horseman of the
apocalypse don’t bother
me, as I’m a corpse.
four horseman ditched me
as a fifth member because
I depressed them out.
my four gospels are:
Self-Pity, Self-Sabotage,
Spiraling, and Sad.
there have been four loves
so far, and four losses, too.
each taking, giving.
fourscore and seven
years ago, I didn’t exist.
So, the same as now.