Suicide Tendencies: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

My best friend told me:/
“If I was you, I’d kill me.”/
He doesn’t see joy.

Conversation Starter: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku

Must I always be/
one who starts conversations?/
Should I be patient?

I ask her to tell/
deep thoughts. She hides hers from me./
Joy if she opens.

You are my sunbeam,/
my only sunbeam. I dream/
of you, sunbeam stream.

He was stuck in rain./
When, at last, the clouds parted,/
he missed the sunbeam.

When you’re expected/
to be there, and you vanish,/
people can get hurt.

I’ll get my pom-poms/
and do a loud cheer for you./
Will it make you smile?

Sometimes she’s awake/
at 2 a.m.. I wonder:/
Should I call her then?

She stared into/
her void. Her guide had never/
seen such emptiness.

She stared into/
the void. Guides never saw such/
possibilities.

Justification:/
It’s never as good as you/
honoring your word.