christmas at the tip

christmas at the tip
of our lips, deep
inside our heart;
craving for love and
more more more –


as the rain pours down

you packed everything, while
i am still here waiting for a
thing that is not certain

things that show our days
are thrown away with fury and anger
you walk to the door

you packed everything, while
i am still here; feeling desperate and
the dark shallows me again

tick-tock-tick-tock the
clock rings for the nth times, i
don’t care anything more

im trying, alright? this is the first time i did haiku. i can’t say more because im not quite familiar with syllables, so yeah. it’s kind of failure, i know.