This is one of the strangest aneurysim side effects I can imagine. Before my surgery the last time I wrote a haiku was in the third grade. After surgery thet started spilling out of my head. Some of them are written to accompany photographs but here's a few anyway. Enjoy and let me know what you think.
I am not the same
I can’t say exactly how
I just can’t go back
Waves crash on the shore
Like the storm inside my head
Til peace is restored.
Why am I still here?
Why was I chosen to live?
Someone was watching.
I woke up today.
What an incredible gift
To simply wake up.
I’ve stood on the edge
And stared into the abyss.
I’m still on this side.
What I thought mattered
Doesn’t seem important now
Life is more precious.
