Below was my first attempt in crafting a Haiku. I was laying in bed and my mind felt like it was being consumed in a web of self doubt. All these questions - Am I a good father? Am I a good Husband? What am I doing with my life? Why do I do the things I do? - all of this stuff, just keeping me from sleeping. So I decided to write a haiku. I mean, what else do you do when you can't sleep?
Night. Awake. Staring.
Inside, raging confusion.
Finally sleep comes.
