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September 23, 2015 · 10:19 pm

Fitting you in

I think in words,

syllables as building blocks,

a game of tetris until

the right pieces fit.

Phrases bounce around,

turning into stanzas,

til stanzas fit stanzas,

so a poem sits right here.

You are the random bolt,

the square in my round peg,

the lost instructions,

you are my monday morning.

You sit on the tip of my tongue,

waiting to dive into my throat,

so I can give you life through,

my voice that hides in the back,

I’m missing the lego piece,

that connects you to,

my inner realm that

flows out of this pen.

You are scary.

Knowing you can disrupt

with so much calm,

something so sacredly simple.

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September 3, 2013 · 10:47 pm

Coming to Terms

Heard a song today on the radio

It sang

“What’s the greatest chapter in your book?

Are there pages where it hurts to look?”

I gave the thought a ponder or two

Diaries stuffed in the bottom of drawers

Keeping all those secrets moments

Making me cringe at just the thought

Now take all those cringing moments

They might stack up to the ceiling

But I have to give them thanks

If it wasn’t for all those scribbled journals

I wouldn’t be writing this.

~HonestLynne

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July 2, 2013 · 10:33 pm

The Reveal

Before you can move on,

You have to admit what went wrong.

Do you know how long that took?

Before the guilt-ridden feelings,

Stubborn-ness and anger passed,

Allowing my mind to finally,

Believe what my heart was telling me.

I turned myself into someone you needed,

The rock that you could always lean on.

I was being pushed into the ground,

Not being able to come up to breathe.

No longer a rock but a pebble,

Being tossed around by someone’s shoe.

All the sad and broken feelings,

The passive aggressive revealing,

Must seem dark,

Getting a glimpse into my heart.

But through the year of self imposed torture,

I knew my heart was still pure,

I still wanted to apologize,

For leaving you without your rock.

I just –

Couldn’t take it any longer.

~HonestLynne

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July 1, 2013 · 9:52 pm

A Heart Cleanse

You won’t think this is about you,

Because why would you?

There is nothing in mind,

That would say you were mine.

Who knew a heart could ache,

Even after it breaks.

The past is the past,

But the feelings still last.

So I will try to be civil,

Tell my head to give a little.

For I still think about you,

For a moment or two.

I mean this in the nicest way,

**I hope, my old friend, your life will be as amazing as you say.**

~HonestLynne

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May 20, 2013 · 4:05 pm

Nightmare

You disappear,

You run away,

But you say your okay.

To us,

Your mother, father, friends,

We have lost

you.

We try and convince each other,

That there was nothing we could do,

While putting on a brave face,

While not believing any of the words.

Surely there was something we could do.

Listen more. Ask more questions.

Anything at all,

Even predicting the future.

You lost yourself,

But it was our job,

to get you back to the real you.

To avoid this nightmare.

But this nightmare we must face.

We can’t change the past, all we can do is hope,

That when you find yourself,

You will come back to us.

~HonestLynne

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May 19, 2013 · 9:46 pm

Bliss

Early morning,

everyone is sleeping

and there’s just you.

No one to bother you, interrupt your thoughts,

Or remind you of the present.

When you can just think or not think.

When you can dream or fantasize.

Time to think of your life, friends, or family.

Escape into a book, a movie, or just the silence.

My time. Bliss.

~HonestLynne

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Fitting you in

Share this:

Coming to Terms

Heard a song today on the radio

It sang

“What’s the greatest chapter in your book?

Are there pages where it hurts to look?”

I gave the thought a ponder or two

Diaries stuffed in the bottom of drawers

Keeping all those secrets moments

Making me cringe at just the thought

Now take all those cringing moments

They might stack up to the ceiling

But I have to give them thanks

If it wasn’t for all those scribbled journals

I wouldn’t be writing this.

~HonestLynne

Share this:

The Reveal

Before you can move on,

You have to admit what went wrong.

Do you know how long that took?

Before the guilt-ridden feelings,

Stubborn-ness and anger passed,

Allowing my mind to finally,

Believe what my heart was telling me.

I turned myself into someone you needed,

The rock that you could always lean on.

I was being pushed into the ground,

Not being able to come up to breathe.

No longer a rock but a pebble,

Being tossed around by someone’s shoe.

All the sad and broken feelings,

The passive aggressive revealing,

Must seem dark,

Getting a glimpse into my heart.

But through the year of self imposed torture,

I knew my heart was still pure,

I still wanted to apologize,

For leaving you without your rock.

I just –

Couldn’t take it any longer.

Share this:

A Heart Cleanse

You won’t think this is about you,

Because why would you?

There is nothing in mind,

That would say you were mine.

Who knew a heart could ache,

Even after it breaks.

The past is the past,

But the feelings still last.

So I will try to be civil,

Tell my head to give a little.

For I still think about you,

For a moment or two.

I mean this in the nicest way,

I hope, my old friend, your life will be as amazing as you say.

Share this:

Nightmare

You disappear,

You run away,

But you say your okay.

To us,

Your mother, father, friends,

We have lost

you.

We try and convince each other,

That there was nothing we could do,

While putting on a brave face,

While not believing any of the words.

Surely there was something we could do.

Listen more. Ask more questions.

Anything at all,

Even predicting the future.

You lost yourself,

But it was our job,

to get you back to the real you.

To avoid this nightmare.

**I hope, my old friend, your life will be as amazing as you say.**