Life is hard, and plus
Haikus are just hard for me
Haikus are life. Wait

Magic is in the air
When the delight spreads
But even then,
Febreeze doesn't do all it says.

Cheese should have four e's
Bacon should be spelled bakin'
And popcorn...it's fine.

I don't do drugs
I don't hate on those who do
I just sincerely believe
That I would be happier without an addiction new.

The sound of a heart breaking
Is louder than the headphones make your music
Louder than the siren alarm of a fire
Louder than the scream of the executed mind
Louder than the engines on the takeoff to the bloodred sky

But it is misunderstood
Simply because you are the only soul
Who can hear your heartbreak.

My love is moonlight
Because it's not only dark,
But illumimates.

My love is music
Because it's both personal
And vulnerable.

My love is a tree
Because it grows back slowly
And slower each time.

My love is home
Because if you leave it, still
It stays there for you.

My love's a haiku
Because it has its limits
But depth speaks much more.