Fear of Failure

Why am I afraid to fail, afraid to try?

I can’t deny

I sometimes cry

Wondering why

Salting the Grass

Seemingly all day it took to cut the grass.

I was soaked with sweat, tired but proud of a job well done

Soon, it rained.

And the grass would grow nice and thick.

I sat in the house and cried.

Hard work lead to what, and for what?

So why try and try again?

My tears don’t correlate with the grass.

I See You in Darkness

I shut my eyes

and there you go

flooding back to me

with a strength so strong

it forces my submission,

making way

for waves

of saltly water.

Haiku of Wet

The floor is still wet.

I’ve been crying for a while.

Dry is abnormal