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July 14, 2016 · 9:30 pm

Always Learning

I didn’t lose a part of me,

I wasn’t so lucky this time.

My fingers walk along my skin,

A hidden roadmap to my being.

It’s there along my rib cage,

no warmth or pulse.

A reminder, a battle wound,

I give it respect for its determined permanence.

It jolts my heart with every graze and brush.

I look at where I was, a shell filled with pain,

shaken to the core beyond myself.

Hours, minutes, seconds,

my only medicine.

I’m strong.

The only mantra worth repeating.

It will be there at every junction,

It’s there along my rib cage,

but I know these streets,

I will soon learn a detour.

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April 13, 2016 · 11:05 pm

This feeling isn’t new.
It’s like a skydiver has taken my heart as a parachute.
Free falling.
My heart holding on as it folds into itself,
Against the pressure of the wind and the view,
The ground growing closer,
Dots becoming shapes,
Shades of green and brown
Turning into backyards and farms.
When is the cord going to be pulled?
When is the relief going to come?
So that I know that my heart
Isn’t going to go splat on the sidewalk
Next to the promises that I made to myself.
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
Not in a romantic kind of way,
But in a truth kind of way,
In a goodness kind of way.
And yet, here I am again,
Losing the ground beneath my feet,
Air getting lost on the way to my lungs,
All because I trusted myself,
To squish down the feelings that are
Fighting a civil war in my chest.
I promised I wasn’t going to allow a person to be my trigger,
But what can I do if I gave them the bullet?

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December 4, 2015 · 4:38 pm

My flower

After all this time
My chest tightens with joy
As I go breathless.

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October 9, 2014 · 3:29 pm

Harsh

You love me

But we

Are not the love

Of two

People who seek

To free

The beating, soft hearts

Of who

We will be

When time

Runs out for us

But the

Love of us

Will keep

Us alive into a

Never ending

Life of longing.

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October 5, 2014 · 2:19 am

How I see it

To divulge in the truth

these days, is truly a sinful

treat, a white lie has become

the creme de la creme, shame

in a world that is often praised

by man, what do we have to

stand on, the foundation is

crumbling with every child who

asks, “What do I say?” Clouded

judgment of the superiors, what

is best is not always right, or am I

getting it wrong again, I’m sure

I’ll be corrected, wait till the world

finally sees how it ends.

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August 6, 2013 · 6:20 pm

Heart Always Knows

Sometimes when I’m writing
I don’t know who or what
My words are about
Like my heart is writing for me
Until my head can catch up

~HonestLynne

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July 23, 2013 · 12:29 am

The Uninvited Truth

I mean no harm when I speak the truth

I’m just trying to watch out for you

But now all I hear is silence

Knowing my words did not come invited

So I sit holding my breath

Till I hear the familiar tone

Of your message on my phone.

~HonestLynne

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May 23, 2013 · 5:00 pm

Jump, Leap and Run

Have you ever thought it wouldn’t all work out?

That it is all to good to be true.

You are just waiting until it all comes

crashing

down.

Waiting for the failure to arrive.

To busy to realize the success that’s already been accomplished.

Is it our fault or society’s?

Are we taught to always be on guard?

To keep the idea of failure in the back of our minds?

OR

Are we taught to strive for success and that failing is failure.

A mistake.

Where do we draw the line?

Should we be afraid?

Avoiding activities or goals because we are afraid of failing?

Have we become so ashamed to not succeed?

Shouldn’t we take some risk,

Get past that nagging voice of fear in our heads.

We are essentially

Waiting

To

Fail.

Another door is always open

But if you don’t jump at the opportunity,

Then it just becomes a door.

An incomplete.

A risk can be that changing moment in your life,.

IF you fail, you failed.

Move on and get past it.

Live your life without fear because you have already faced your fear.

So, jump, leap, and run.

~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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Sometimes when I’m writing I don’t know who or what My words are about Like my heart is writing for me Until my head can catch up

~HonestLynne

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I mean no harm when I speak the truth

I’m just trying to watch out for you

But now all I hear is silence

Knowing my words did not come invited

So I sit holding my breath

Till I hear the familiar tone

Of your message on my phone.

~HonestLynne

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Have you ever thought it wouldn’t all work out?

That it is all to good to be true.

You are just waiting until it all comes

crashing

down.

Waiting for the failure to arrive.

To busy to realize the success that’s already been accomplished.

Is it our fault or society’s?

Are we taught to always be on guard?

To keep the idea of failure in the back of our minds?

OR

Are we taught to strive for success and that failing is failure.

A mistake.

Where do we draw the line?

Should we be afraid?

Avoiding activities or goals because we are afraid of failing?

Have we become so ashamed to not succeed?

Shouldn’t we take some risk,

Get past that nagging voice of fear in our heads.

We are essentially

Waiting

To

Fail.

Another door is always open

But if you don’t jump at the opportunity,

Then it just becomes a door.

An incomplete.

A risk can be that changing moment in your life,.

IF you fail, you failed.

Move on and get past it.

Live your life without fear because you have already faced your fear.

So, jump, leap, and run.

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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.

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Sometimes when I’m writing
I don’t know who or what
My words are about
Like my heart is writing for me
Until my head can catch up