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Unsettling
The cursor blinking on the glow of the computer screen
Egging me on to put something on paper
But it is one of those nights
Where even the longest of drives
Couldn’t shake this funk
My head and heart
Keep hitting roadblocks
Coming to no solutions
It’s unsettling
When my outlet of putting feelings into words
Comes to a halt
My vision
Of looking into myself
Finding what is wrong
Is something I pride myself on
Being blind
To my own being
Is more than just unsettling.
~HonestLynne
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A Writer’s Vision
Writing poetry in the dark
Allows for your words
To be painted across the
Blank canvas of your mind
As they trickle down the page
Only you can see
The path they are going to take
As they are so intricately picked
Behind each line
A story of it’s own
Folding together
To make up one great journey
When it ends, you step back
A smile upon your face
As you look at the piece of you
You just created.
~HonestLynne
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Where will this go?
Who are you and me?
The bees?
The trees?
I am down on my knees.
Begging, please.
I have lost all sight to see.
Two peas,
In a pod that has yet to be free.
Try and reason with the black sea.
The thunder rolling out a middle C.
Ever so faintly you can hear our plea.
Living as detainees,
In a world without a key.
We just want to be,
Anything you need.
Till we can be an escapee.
~HonestLynne
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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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Just Look Into Those Eyes
The sudden rush of emotion
Blood surging to your cheeks
Its like nothing else in the world
When you’re feeling something so sweet
You wonder if it’s true
Maybe your mind is pulling tricks
But when you look up into those of eyes of his
you couldn’t live with just a trick
To know that you are someone
That someone wants to know
Is something that can’t be taken
Or ever be mistaken
For we dream of love
Fairytales feeding our cravings
Leaving our minds full of hopes
And realities that aren’t quite the dreams
When our dreams and hopes
Fall from their high pedestals
We begin to learn
Love is not for the ungrateful
When that feeling comes around
We try to leave all skepticisms behind
Instead of questioning it’s motive
Just look into those eyes.
~HonestLynne
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For the Best
Tomorrow is the day
That I will want to go into hiding
To hide from the stares
Waiting for me to break.
Pushing back the thoughts
The feelings and memories
That the looks of despair
Bring back all too much.
I never do break
The attention would be unbearable
So I wait till the dark of night
When my tears won’t be interrupted.
You’d think it would get better
Be indifferent
But 18 years
Doesn’t change a thing.
So I will take the day with grace
Not hide, but embrace
I will tell story after story
Smile at every look and stare.
For the day isn’t’ my day
Not mine to wallow in self-pity
But to remember the best
Happy Father’s Day, Dad.
~HonestLynne
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Secret Smile
With a twinkle in her eye
She set off
To live the life
That she didn’t deserve
But the one she wanted anyways
So she smiled her secret smile
while everyone stared in awe.
~HonestLynne
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The Never-ending Mess
My mind’s a twirlin’
Tips and batters
I can see them dancing
Behind my eyes.
Not good nor bad
Mediocre racing
Of thoughts
That need some erasing.
Clutter
In every corner
Trying to push the nonsense
Thoughts aside.
The filing system
Exploded
Ideas, memories, and alike
Just laying out for all to see.
I need to regain some order
So my brain can think again
It took me a week to write a poem
And I have no clever way for it to end.
Please, oh, please, My Head, will you just clean up your mess?!
~HonestLynne
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