Maddie Grace: Poems

Haiku #10: Perspectives

Maddie Grace Mar 2014

Haiku #10: Perspectives

But I know you will
figure it out and I will
know that we're okay.

#okay

Haiku #11: Tendencies

Maddie Grace Mar 2014

Haiku #11: Tendencies

There are daisies in
your hair but such a sadness
in your eyes darling.

Haiku #12: Fuck.

Maddie Grace Mar 2014

Haiku #12: ****.

I am a piece of
**** that doesn't deserve the
air that I breathe. ****.

Haiku #13: Help

Maddie Grace Mar 2014

Haiku #13: Help

The voices in my
head tell me to die, and I
think they're right sometimes.

Haiku #14: Please

Maddie Grace Mar 2014

Haiku #14: Please

But I refuse to
give up on you. I refuse
to give up on you.

Haiku #15: Quit

Maddie Grace Mar 2014

Haiku #15: Quit

Radio silence
is the best way to tell me
you don't care. I quit.

Haiku #16: 5:23am

Maddie Grace Mar 2014

Haiku #16: 5:23am

It's raining outside.
I don't know what else to say.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe.

Haiku #17: The Fault

Maddie Grace Mar 2014

Haiku #17: The Fault

The stars are like the
freckles of the sky and you
have constellations.

Haiku #18: Paracetomore

Maddie Grace Apr 2014

Haiku #18: Paracetomore

I feel sick in my
head and my stomach aches from
swallowing all this.

Haiku #19: Lotte

Maddie Grace Aug 2014

Haiku #19: Lotte

You have pretty eyes
and such an ugly, burnt soul.
Stay for a bit, love.

#truth #haiku #lover #lotte

Haiku #1: I am the 15%

Maddie Grace Jan 2014

Haiku #1: I am the 15%

Project's three days late
I really need to study
lol jk. Bought beer.

#hopeless

Haiku #20: Late night thoughts

Maddie Grace Sep 2014

Haiku #20: Late night thoughts

It's not your time yet.
Not just yet. It will be one
day. But not just yet.

#cancer

Haiku #21: Baby doll

Maddie Grace Sep 2014

Haiku #21: Baby doll

If you have nothing
nice to say, then just say it
and watch the world burn.

#speak

Haiku #22: 'Life sucks then you die'

Maddie Grace Sep 2014

Haiku #22: 'Life ***** then you die'

No. Death will **** the
life out of you. And then you
have to live with that.

#truth #******* #speak #lifeisnotfuckingtumblr

Haiku #23: Ambiguity

Maddie Grace Sep 2014

Haiku #23: Ambiguity

You need to know that
you are the sum of your parts
and I'm glad you're here.

#grateful

Haiku #24: Collapse

Maddie Grace Sep 2014

Haiku #24: Collapse

There comes a time when
you can't carry on any
longer. I love you.

#cancer

Haiku #25: Belief

Maddie Grace Sep 2014

Haiku #25: Belief

If there was ever
a time to believe in a
God, now would be it.

#mercy

Haiku #26: Problem

Maddie Grace Sep 2014

Haiku #26: Problem

How I long for the
days when wanting life wasn't
my only problem.

#thoughts

Haiku #27: Ash

Maddie Grace Sep 2014

Haiku #27: Ash

I am a smoker.
The ash floats in the air and
so does my fraught mind.

#thoughts

Haiku #28: Sometimes

Maddie Grace Oct 2014

Haiku #28: Sometimes

I always wanted
to be someone, now I just
want to feel something.

#absence

Haiku #2: How my exam went today.

Maddie Grace Jan 2014

Haiku #2: How my exam went today.

NO no nopE nO NOPE
Nope No nO nOPe NOPE no NO
NOPE NO NO NOPE NO

#no

Haiku #3: 1:57am

Maddie Grace Feb 2014

Haiku #3: 1:57am

My eyes are sore and
red from fighting the demons
that live in my head.

#hopelessness

Haiku #4: Radiation

Maddie Grace Feb 2014

Haiku #4: Radiation

The walls are so white.
And my skin is so pale.
Why is my blood black?

#cancer

Haiku #5: Late

Maddie Grace Feb 2014

Haiku #5: Late

You don't understand
until 4am, how much
you need to survive.

#breathe

Haiku #6: Old Gray

Maddie Grace Feb 2014

Haiku #6: Old Gray

If you would stay with
me here just one more minute,

I would steal the world.

#old #gray

Haiku #7: You Don't Are

Maddie Grace Feb 2014

Haiku #7: You Don't Are

I'm a bad person.
Such a ******* bad person.
And then life goes on.

#regret

Haiku #8: Archive

Maddie Grace Feb 2014

Haiku #8: Archive

Your skin is so soft
Your breath makes my skin tingle.
Why are your hands cold?

#frost

Haiku #9: Guilt Free

Maddie Grace Mar 2014

Haiku #9: Guilt Free

There is something in
me that I can't possibly
explain to you now.

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