Honesty, Honestly.



Honesty. That’s all I want.

An honest start, an honest end.

Harsh and raw, cutting, and blunt.

Honest question, honest answer.

No meandering. No excuses.

Honest word, honest phrase.

Criticism, word or praise.

I need an answer, not a compliment,


How can I grow on the base of lies?

How can I improve with a foundation incised?

I need someone to hurt my feelings—

Disregard emotion, constantly reeling

Cease to be fragile, impend me with revision.

I need honesty, honestly—





I dug up this poem from a journal entry from last October. It has renewed meaning right now, and I feel like it perfectly expresses what I want and need. I guess I’ve been trusting people too easily here. It would just be so much simpler if people would be brave enough to tell the truth and not hide behind masks.


About Kira Call Ceramics

Just a girl in Wyoming playing with mud and making pottery for a living. Living the dream! :)
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