Haiku (Working Title)

“...my body screamed at me. Despite being exhausted, battered from decades of neglect and fighting a rare illness, my body made me take a deep dive into pain, life, meanings, love, friendships, truths, self-worth, traumas, values, family, darkness and inevitably my younger self.

These haikus became a way out, a saving grace and my own self prescribed therapy.”

“I finally saw that my challenges, ...my demons and my therapy no longer belonged in the dark, shrouded in secrecy and shame. They should live in honesty and acceptance, not quite proudly but at least unashamedly in hopes that they will strike a cord, connect with or speak to one person and maybe a few more. And so it was time to unbox.”

| COMING SOON |

An uninspired meal

I mourn with a dull tipple

Mediocre kills

Emergency is waiting

Waiting, waiting to be called

Patients be patient

We may never feel

The love of having our own

But our love, we own

No longer a pawn

On this endless game of chess

I see you – checkmate.

Imposed by my mind

Bound by obsession, I bow

To absurd standards

Love is not about

Happy endings but to end

All the suffering