just a haiku.

Some of us have to be broken in order to open. I wrote this in literally 3 minutes...right after I posted my last free write.

The tighter you hold a broken person, the deeper you cut yourself.

a haiku that makes me sound less boring than i really am.

a poem about a stranger i've met a million times in my dreams.

a free write, to remind myself that the storms are just as important as the sunshine.