Wisteria: Haiku Book

Part 5 - Clouds

My Anger Pt.2

I see red. I see

A betrayal of my trust.

I grow numb to cold.

My Blood

As I shake my hands

Quake, writing across a page

Dipping the pen in

My Anxiety

No one can see

Inside my head. I wish

They could. And could not.

My Tears

Pure liquid falls fast

Everytime, why? My head is

A very dark place

Invisibility

They can't hear me. They

Can't see me. I scream, but it

Falls onto deaf ears

My Worth

Sometimes I feel like

A try-hard. What is the point

Of suffice to them

Eli

I watched you turn from

Light blue to dark, then black and

I could do nothing