Haley Rezac

Haley Rezac Jul 2013

It's eating her alive
gives her hallow eyes
divides her mind and heart
--seperates them worlds apart
they disintegrate to dust;
she's been waiting to readjust
attempting to be fierce
but dignity has long been scarce
and the minute she stands tall
is when Heaven declares its fall
upon the very land
that tore her limbs and both her hands
though perhaps with its demise
she will see with stricken eyes
what's been hidden all along:
peace was waiting, brave and strong.

Haley Rezac Jul 2013

(Rock) Concerts

Beauty
entrances every ear
every surface:
engulfs it within the
flames that were sacrificed
from one hundred lighters
****** up towards the sky
with a mite that stirs
our joy awake
with a mite that seems to consume
every fiber of our being
in its brilliance

and we connect to the power
laid before us,
given to us at the sound of a yell
--a scream so defiant
it could break anything
but the voice
and the essence
of our prayers:
the prayers to carry us away
with these lyrics,
these notes and melodies,
to carry us away
in hopes of finding something better
--something euphoric--
within these songs.

We are not disappointed
in our search.

Haley Rezac Jul 2013

More than likely

Maybe it's a good thing
you're keeping this from me
Then I can pretend that
everything is fine, that
I don't feel like my lungs will burst
at each mention of
"Recruiter"
if it's only just a possibility

I hope it's worth it
I hope you come back to me

Haley Rezac Jul 2013

Nostalgic Clutch

Remember that first day
at your house
teaching me how to skateboard
at a park by the river
on a chilled spring afternoon?
You gripped my waist
guided me along the
pavement
told me I'll get better.
-I've only gotten worse.

When I gave up on falling
we took a walk
down by the river
sat down at a bench
-I found your burns,
made you tell
the stories behind them-
it felt like hours.

I sure as hell
don't love you anymore
but maybe I miss who
you and I used to be
just a tiny
bit.

Haley Rezac Jul 2013

Time's a tricky concept

I'm sure you go
days
without thinking about me
just as I go
weeks
without even considering
your name
but I know we both remember
the minutes
full of each other
that crept up
unexpectedly,
seconds at a time.

Haley Rezac Jul 2013

Second fall

I hug you close
with apologies washed down the drain
forgiven;
pulling back to meet your eyes
they were wet and sad
--two generic descriptions
but your sorrow overflowed--

Don't cry. C'mon Baby, don't cry.

I stroke
every
single
tear
away from your
beautiful blue eyes
while apart of me
crashes and
caves in on itself
for my lover
who's breaking
right in front of these
dry eyes.

Corresponding to my poem, "First fall".

Haley Rezac Jul 2013

truthfully

he's got a sad soul
with clocks wound around his wrists
tick-tocking for me.