Cry-ku

A bunch of sad haiku

I think that the title is self-explanatory here. Enjoy. (Or don’t. You could cry instead.)

When I am lonely
No one can see me alone
Yet I'm still lonely

Salt is in the wound
Salt is in my tear-water
I'm salty and sad

The tears burn my eyes
And so does the flamethrower
Blasted arsonist

Is every clown sad?
So they say, yes, so they say
And they are correct

The toys lie unused
Who will bring them home, I think?
No one, not a one

Remember those texts
That you never replied to?
Your "friends" remember

I'm here when you need
I'm here, but I won't help you
I'm just here is all

Nobody loves me
That's what I tell myself daily
It's self-fulfilling

A bird in the hand
Is worth two in every bush
My birds have left me

Know the Muffin Man?
I knew him once, yes I did
He's gone missing, though

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