And it is thus:
Sorrow in my soul.
Death is bound to everyone.
There’s no point in life.
Heavy, man. Just… wow. Note to self: give daughter a good long hug.
(Athena adds: “Of course none of this is how I actually feel but I just felt like writing it. Hope you enjoyed.” Whew!)
Add your own goth haiku in the comment thread. See if you can out-goth a 12-year-old. I dare you.