Only four days in and already a day behind... Enjoy an extra poem to make up for it.

To the Dying Sun
It is dark, but not quite
Laying on my couch with my shoes still on
Here I am again.
Some part of me wonders why I still wear these old shoes...
Full of memories...
Full of regrets...
Taken places I wish they hadn't been...
Taken places I wish they could go again...
"I like the color"
"I hate untying the laces, and I'm leaving soon anyway."
And I'm leaving soon anyway
I hate those words

It's Totally Cheating
 Is it cheating if
I make up for missed poems
By writing haikus?