Haiku Me

Pencil on the floor
My beatings continue, still
I didn't do it

Get up, before sunrise
beat the rush, deal with people
sometimes, my job sucks

Lonely and heartbroken
Price charming doesn't exist
Oh well, life goes on

Reading and writing
my thoughts jumbled and a mess
I'll make it someday

People everywhere
talking, visiting, laughing
Sunny happy day

Bouncing and giggling
Always happy and carefree
uh oh, needs changing

Loneliness

Sometimes
The darkness gets to me.
I cry,
Thinking this is what my life will be.
Unwanted.
Untouchable.
Unlovable.
I've done things I'm not proud of.
They are all a part of my past,
who I used to be. I've grown.
Evolved.
No matter what,
I see what no one else does.
Maybe they do, and out of pity
they say nothing.
Whore
Slut
home wrecker.
Sadly,
I have had all these labels.
It's not who I am anymore,
No matter what,
It's a part of who I have become.
My past.
My experience.
My lesson.
My Failure.
Love given, not returned.
Darkness
Loss
Despair
Loneliness.