March 2025 – Page 2

Haiku 079/365

You make me feel seen! You hear me— my goals, my dreams. Oh, you mean so much…

The goose was nesting the air was cool and quiet the morning felt pure.

Thoughts that cause distress weighing hard on my chest. Take it away and rest.

I would feel depressed if I had gotten stressed or paranoia bled.

Journaling to heal… Gotta let out what I feel And know it’s not real.

Excitement surges For paper goods and supplies See it in my eyes.

Gratitude is the attitude. See life with its complete magnitude.

Existential dread Ruminate in my head. I Wonder why I’m alive.

I’m not afraid of Death. I’m afraid of dying; I’m afraid of pain.

Sometimes it feels like your love is surreal and true… Time stands still with you.