I’m passive? You think I’m average? Well, I’m not you. Look, I’m just placid.
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Haiku 033/365
Deep in sleep dreaming some Dreams. Memories are not what They seem. I can’t wake.
Haiku 032/365
Blue lights line the walls. I wait before I call you— I slip into bed.
Haiku 031/365
I can’t do much, but At least I can write and that’s The way we can fight.
Haiku 030/365
Flowers bloom, and diewithering away to say Brief — Cruel — What is life? —if you’re lucky, you’ll notice love underneath the rose petals. Even when they droop, shrivel, discolor, and fall victim to their own depressions.
Haiku 029/365
I will wear orange To show solidarity For Bibas and pray.
Haiku 028/365
Sometimes I’m empty Trying to fill a void but Unable to see.
Haiku 027/365
Pencils scratch the book Highlighters line the pages Notes are left for you.
Haiku 026/365
In the lone hours The wind whips beyond the scene Cold, cutting, and calm.
Haiku 025/365
Where does the time go?Falling down winding roads Often, on your phone.
Leanna 