Phone falling apart,
Not yet ready for new one.
What am I to do?

Nobody’s around,
And I have nothing to do,
It’s a lonely night.

A haiku’s a poem,
That follows a strict pattern.
Straying not off course.

Wondering how come,
How could this happen to me?
Yet still I don’t know.

Pouring out my thoughts,
Emotions being set free,
Now on the paper.

I cannot go on,
Knowing you’re so far away,
But you’re in my heart.

My escape is blocked,
Oh how I want to get out,
Patiently waiting.

Three powerful words,
Fear, uncertainty and doubt.
Don’t succumb to them.

Why is this so hard?
What were you thinking Bill Gates?
It’s just too bloated.

It’s outrageous man!
The cost of living today.
Truly outrageous.

It happened again,
It never changes for me,
Hit with writers block.