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Hayley Cusick Dec 2021
Always waiting —
I creep into my own dreams
Waiting for them to become reality
Living in another time
Grieving what was
Never mine

Always waiting —
For my life to begin
For a time when my mind
And my body join in
Hayley Cusick Dec 2021
Death’s mouth holds tight,
His secrets kept under his tongue.
And while he has no preferences
No treasured
No dearest
No prized,
He has a schedule,
That he must abide.
#3 reject
Hayley Cusick Dec 2021
In the pursuit of death,
We are halted by the occurrence of life,
Debted to hope
And tolled by the terrene
#2 reject
Hayley Cusick Dec 2021
Fog seeps through every inch of me
Distorting my views of
Cleansing me of each thought of
These bleak misunderstandings of
Because it was really never actually about
#1 publication rejection
Hayley Cusick Jan 2019
when you call me by my name

it’s a warm cup of coffee on a cold morning
the scent wafting room to room
the sleep in my eyes just falls away
and although I can’t see you
I can hear the smile on your lips
and I can feel the warmth in your chest

when you call me by my name
Hayley Cusick Jan 2019
space is never ending
between you and me
stretching and bending
finding ways to grow
quietly moving
and expanding
I just can't seem to get close
Hayley Cusick Jul 2017
You act like the world owes you
A broken beaten girl that gives all she has
But you're no different
You're not special
You give no more and no less
Just fall
Let your wounds bleed
You are owed absolutely nothing
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