Life by Haiku

repetitive days
smudge into a string of weeks -
what is excitement?

Tea, scones with a friend
Before, I tried out writing...
T’was not productive.

Sun can only warm
so much land; I am alone
now in my time zone.

Can't breathe through my nose-
Winter's so suffocating...
Nasal congestion.

every hour is
a slideshow of homework-lit
screens and text notifs.

At the laundromat;
Round four hundred and five of
one song's spin cycle.

random music plays
honk i forgot my password
my playlist is gone :/

My mom and my dad
Are arguing about our
Gel-ish detergent

I gave up crying
so my eyes would still function;
*eye stings anyway*

pack up all the boxes
and then unpack once again
yet I'm still not home

missing the old walls
and the memories I left
why can't we go back?

we sold our house off
like a lamb to a slaughter
the rooms stripped all bare

all I can remember
is that house and all the love
people lived and died

now can I start anew?
make beautiful memories
or shall I be lost?

~ayelen~

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and if there were tears
they were not shed over you.
like leaves, they just fell.

Wake up instant anxiety hits
uncontrollable thoughts replaced with anger
I'm alone sitting on a chair

behind morning mist
the sun is tucked away, wish
I was still asleep.

cold wind through cotton
white on black, learning to mourn
the grief is not mine

War

With a vengeance they came
Fought and slayed, they did
but in the end all are lost