March 2025 – Page 5

Haiku 049/365

Black hair and blue eyes She had me hypnotized. I Left before it died. —a memory of someone I dated very briefly

What am I doing? Can’t seem to remember much Feels like wasting time

Shuffle in my seat Head down, headache on repeat Truth slips past my teeth

Spring time should come soon Snow has lived and left no room For warm days are brief

Fatigued and moving Slow. Brain fog has me losing Time. Am I alive?

Window’s open to The soul. Is your goal to hide? Let me see inside.

The coldness seeped through It feels like 4 degrees and I can’t warm myself.

I‘m calm, but I’m sharp —don’t react; don’t fall apart— Don’t mistake my heart.

Friday highs that don’t Last long. Anxiety runs Higher. It’s dire —(It’s strong)

Absent mindedness Clarity lacking inside Wish meds would help some.