( The kind of saccharine crap I thought I was finished with. )

( An attempt to compose a song entirely in haiku format. )

It’s time to wake up.
Time to turn on the lights and
Take a good look at
Yourself in the mirror.
Can you stand the sight?
Time to kill your soul.
It’s not worth much anyway.
Besides, everyone’s doing it.
All of the cool kids.

Do you understand now?
Can you comprehend it?
Probably not.
The time’s not right.
Not yet.
You bring in the pain and suffering
That ruin ( Read more... )

I can hear your footfalls
Gently on the bedroom floor
As you move toward the kitchen,
Perhaps to grab a glass of water
Or to sneak a late night snack,
While I lie in the darkness
Listening to your movements
On the other side of the house.
You think I am asleep,
But I never sleep...

I can hear your footfalls
Retreating from the kitchen
Back into the bedroom.
I ( Read more... )