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Iris Nyx Aug 2015
I'M NOT IN LOVE WITH YOU
I'M JUST ADDICTED TO
THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL

WHEN I'M WITH YOU IM NOT SAD
BUT DEAR GOD
I'M NOT IN LOVE

THANK THE HEAVENS
Iris Nyx Nov 2014
I was ready
Two years
countless single-person
arguments

Countless late nights
Dozens of dreams
and thousands of thought threads
later

I was ready
And then you waltzed
out of my life
without even knowing

That you had crushed the chances
and pushed away
a long overdue apology

I'm sorry
I was ready
and
**I'm sorry
Iris Nyx Feb 2015
I can feel the end
Ripping a new hole in the line of tragedy's
That have made my heart their home
I can heart its steps

As it stomps closer
Threatening my moon
Threatening the ease
And I can do nothing

But sit by
In hot tears
And watch it Pierce my life
With another absence

But it doesn't stop there
It binds together
My stolen treasures
And gives them my joy

Time for the pain
To eat me alive
One again

I just hope this time
I do come back
Breathing
Iris Nyx Aug 2014
The thought that flickered
The second that passed
The moment I considered
It could have been my last

It wasn't a hideous joke
Not a wicked, humorous pass
Tears escaped my eyes in an awkward stroke
Maybe that was the answer at last

I would die an exact age
Not a day too young or too old
But that would be my last page?
This be my life for all to behold?

No, not here
Not now
I will not just disappear
Nor to her I will ever bow

Freedom I will taste
Away with fear I will kiss
Under no haste
*I will subsist
Iris Nyx Feb 2015
I can feel the groans rattle through my hollow stomach
I can hear the even breaths being expelled through my nose
I can feel the heaviness of my eyelids
Pulling
I can feel my tongue run over my cracked lips
And I can hear my thought sighing in the distance
But my mind cannot
Find my heart
And I don't know if it's
still
beating
Iris Nyx Jul 2015
The moment the conscious mind wakes
but the haze is still thick
clouding your morning thoughts
where all the tumbling feelings tremble and shake

just before reality takes its hold
and the whole body rises
right before all your fiber realizes
fibs are what youve been told

That is the moment
That is the blissful second
Where I can see your face
adnd hear your voice

And feel your skin under my fingers
and faintly taste you on my lips
that is the second where your smell still exists
That is the time where together we are alive

And then it slips through my fingers
like loose sand
like running water
like old memories

and away you fade
back into my head
back into my soul
back into a place where

you exist

and though I go on about the day
although i still eat and work and play
and talk and laugh and smile
You are still there

Under my searching fingers
on the horizon of my sight
oh so faintly in the air
oh so subtly on my tongue

You are everywhere
Ive always had this dream, this continuing dream
where i live a different life.
and i cant remember what the dreams are about
but i wake up with the same feeling of emptiness
and nostalgia
I wake up after every one of those dreams
missing her
whoever she is
because although i don't know her
i know that in my dreams
i love her
Iris Nyx Nov 2014
I fell asleep for the first time last night
His words
They were the phantom arms
that held me as I slept

That held me together
as I tore at the seams
Unintentionally he healed
a small part

Very small
oh so very little
but there
nonetheless
Iris Nyx Mar 2016
And so dawns
An age of pain
And uncertainties
And tears

But never will the great land forget
Those aches that rattle in her core
They are scars that will remain
For the grand sunrise of tomorrow
Iris Nyx Feb 2015
I lied
In all of my time
In every painful moment
I cried wolf inside my mind

I swore that the pain was
unbearable
I was sure that I had felt it all
and me being me

So utterly selfish
So undeniably vain
So wrapped up in myself
I was positive

That I had felt it all

I never thought I would feel
What I felt
On that hazy night
When you told me that

My pain
was shared
and oh god
Oh god

If I spent various nights
With hot tears and nauseating guilt
If I spent days wondering if my mother
would still love me

If I wasting years of my life
brooding
over something that I had every right to mourn about
oh dear

That means
That you did too
And how on this forsaken planet

How
how could any god let you
******* YOU

feel the pain
That only terrible people like
I
Should feel?

If that's the God
That eveyone worships
I want
no part
Iris Nyx Jul 2015
The sentences never flow the way I want them to
Much like my life never goes as planned
Just as my feelings never yeild to mind
Just as I never bow to pain

Don't stop fighting
Iris Nyx Aug 2014
The confidence that I clawed to reach
The ideas so sure, so secure
All the concepts they dared to preach
I honestly believed it was the one and only cure

But where am I now?
In the exact same position as before
And there isn't any other way I know how
I am standing at the last door

Behind it is yet another brick wall
I have no other way to go
I've been beaten to a crawl
and forever I will dwell in such a powerful woe
I honestly have no idea what to do next
Iris Nyx Oct 2014
One person

The words spilled out like a guilty confession

Two

It seems that it's just an obsession

Three persons

I feel the inability of my discretion

Four
*

It seems that non have full comprehension

But not five

Because the fifth pair of ears will be just the same
so here I am
With no air; A dying flame
Stop saying oh
Stop asking whats wrong
If you're not going to help me
fix it
Iris Nyx Nov 2014
When life has you on your toes
snapping her fingers
and clicking her tongue
in disapproval

Too much on you plate?
no such thing
and so the pile grows
until you've stretched so thin

That your physical being
is actually
numb

Melted within the small skull cavity;
blending with the bone;
You mind is long gone
and so is your sanity

But you keep performing
because life
is cruel
and unforgiving

to any
with faults
that break the surface
Iris Nyx Feb 2015
The words are there
The zeal is building
The hunger is crawling to
Starvation

But when my hands fall to the squares
That will compose my work
My mind falls completely
Empty

I need invigoration
From those who I love
But never will I inquire
Never will i pester for the help

But Oh! How the demand grows
And how the hours fly without
Me being one word
One thought

Closer to
The dreams I held when
I
Could smile sincerity

Oh How Badly
Oh How Severely
Oh How Passionately
I want
Iris Nyx Jan 2015
I woke up shivering violently
and perhaps its for the cold
or maybe from the illness
or possibly I was still tired

But I also woke up on the brink of tears
With a pain in my chest
I cannot be certain
but I suspect its because

I know I will be hurt badly soon
Iris Nyx Feb 2016
Squeeze my hands and pinch my cheeks
Walk me to the bus stop and take me to the park
Lets watch some movies and visit the creek
Lets talk until the sky is dark

Oh, Mommy, please don't raise your voice
Please don't say those words
Do you really think my character is ugly?
Do you really think my mind is absurd?

Oh, Mommy, please don't say I'm useless
Please give me a hug
Please don't send me to that stranger
and please don't throw our mugs

Hey, Mom, come
Listen to my teachers
the way they sing my song
listen to them brag about me
on and on and on

I'm so sorry, Mother
Do these A's need be higher?
Do I need to cower harder
Convince the world that you are not a liar?

Tell them I'm a bad girl
that I don't deserve your love?
Convince them I'm a hellchild
Or need it be more than that above?

Will then you take my hand and squeeze my cheeks?
Can we go to the park and visit the creek?
Can you walk me to the bus stop and talk all night long
Can we watch movies and pretend you didn't do anything wrong?
Iris Nyx Aug 2014
They speak of the moment where he whispers
Most of happening fright
In the second where the rein of his sister
Takes you by the dismal night

But through the frequent connections
No one does find the sinister
Even in broad day inspection
The idea is nothing if not frivolous

But for the hopeless victims of the daughter of Nyx
Oh how I do feel pity
Those tortured beyond the ability to be fixed
but to the world, their troubles are so bitty

To find yourself filled with the words in the light of day
Walking with the heavy burden of unseen baggage
To know there is nothing anyone can do or say
Now that is her goal
I usually loathe it when the poets are so mysterious and confusing in their works, but right now I understand why.
Iris Nyx Jul 2014
I thought to see your name on my screen
I thought to hear your voice
I thought seeing you would mean
My feelings would rejoice

But seeing your name only made me cringe
Hearing your voice made me grind my teeth
Seeing your face made me want to singe
And I got to see whats really underneath

But I thank you, I do
Mr. "I still love you"
For the assurance you granted for me to know
That without your approval, I can still be **whole
Iris Nyx Aug 2014
Genuinely they smile and speak
I know and understand this
but everything inside me is weak
so all their admiration I always miss

And even when I don't
I cannot see
Their kindness simply won't
reach and enlighten me

But still I crave the sweet taste
Of love and affection
Though there is plenty for me to enjoy
I still only feel like a burden, a bother, an infection

The words with no meaning
tumble out of my mouth
I smile and nod, beaming
but not a word I believe

This poem stopped rhyming
I'm tired of finding the words
I'm tired of living my life
I't Tired of the lies I tell myself every day

"You're fine
You look great
You're beautiful
You'll make it out alive
Life is amazing
This isn't forever
You're still yourself"

I'm a flightless bird
A toothless lion
a doe with a broken leg
A plant with no sunlight
A human with no spirit

**And I'm done
Iris Nyx Feb 2015
I see the stars
They shine so brilliantly
Against the somber ebony
that is the night sky

In this scene I do find comfort
The mournful abyss calls to me
Whispering promises of felicity
Perhaps that is the reason why

The moons always fade
and the tide always washes in
so strongly that I cannot help it, but
into the unforgiving waves, I fall

I do beseech that I can live
Without the ache
Without the pain
Without the feelings at all
And the wave hits once again
Iris Nyx Sep 2015
I can't stop moving
I'm restless but weak
I can't stop

I can't feel my legs
Or my fingers
I can't breathe

I can't see straight
My head is whirling
My stomach is empty

But I can't eat
I can't move
And I cant stop moving

I'm screaming
But also I can't speak
I'm gasping

Because again; I can't breathe
And I can't think
And I can't function
And I can't be good

And also I can't
Live
This way
I can't

Live
They've been coming more often.  I hate it.  So much.
Iris Nyx Nov 2014
Sleep
                                                                                            Sleep
Oh how i love her so

Sleep

I drown in the beauty
of delusion
the colors
That I bath in

The smiles
That I cause

The image
That I
want

But its all in my head
because in the real world
sleep is sleep and dreams . . .

Dreams are dead
                                                                                                  Dead
Iris Nyx Sep 2014
Here there are the beaming smiles
Here there are the ***** jokes
Here, so far away at only two miles
Here the canvas hides the opposing strokes

All shes memorized, and nothing she knows
But to teach her is to chase them away
To drop those who are already foes
I Might as well dig my own grave

And so I carry a heavy question
To chose a side of me
and abandon another
Half of me to no longer be

But stubbornness has an iron grip
And I fear I will never choose
Two voices to one lip
But neither I want to lose
Iris Nyx Apr 2015
If you wish
You can wait.

Patience I ask
And understanding I plead
I know how enormous the task
So I won't blame you if you leave

I'm sorry I'm confusing
I'm sorry that I love(d?) You
I'm sorry for choosing
Your ears to bear me too

I know that you care
But subelty is not enough
I need someone to declare
Not hearing those words is tough

Im invasive
I need to know the how and why
I may seem abrasive
And I apologize for when I persistently try

But that is who I am
And if you cannot see through
If you cant seem to accept it, well ****
I'll sure miss you
Iris Nyx May 2015
Sadness is not just tears
And sobs
And mourning and
Isolation

Sadness is the bags under your eyes
Because you can't sleep at night
Sadness is the indifferent silence where laughter used to ring

Sadness is empty chore where
Passion used to flow
Sadness is an occupied bed
With no sleeping scheduled

Sadness is the empty glint in your eyes
Where a twinkle used to shine
Sadness is a heavy sigh at
Two in the morning

And two in the afternoon
Sadness is losing interest
In people you used to adore
Sadness is slipping

From life everyday
But still breathing
Sadness is
Not sadness

This Sadness is Depression.
And Depression is dying
While you're still alive
Iris Nyx Oct 2014
My pretty flower
wont you smile a little more?
Wont you sit with me another hour?
speak to me until your throat is sore?

And with the sweeter of a kiss
I may heal
That burning throat I caused a miss
And the gaping wounds to forever seal

Oh how I wish to hear you tell me
About the bottom of the bottle
or perhaps just the size of a flee
To hear your voice that some many have throttled

The curves of your lips
not those of your hips
make my heart dance inside
the beats that often run, screech and hide

The sound of your giddy laugh
the sweet giggle
something only I could graph
Only I could make your nose wiggle

Hear my voice
and consider my words
Those I haven't spoken yet
Listen to the wishful singing of the birds

My birds
Iris Nyx Mar 2015
Everything that has come to light
Contradicts
And spirals
******* up the game pieces
Blocking the Sun

A paradox that waltzes
only to stop and reveal broken kneecaps
Harmony that pours from lips of crimson truth
only to turn and divulge a fork against ***** ceramic plates
Beauty that discloses:

Beauty does not exist

And everything that I
That you
have once known crashes
To expose something that I cannot interpret
I can only make sense of the canvas of pretty painted lies
I can clutch to their comfort and close my eyes

But tapping together my glittery slippers
will not bring me home
because home was never home
Home doesn't exist and I
I don't know

What is true

A-"ny
-==Mor=+;'e

?
Iris Nyx Jul 2014
The only thing worse than bottling up the sadness
the anger
the frustration
and the pain

Is having many people be aware
but knowing in your heart that
not one of them really care
Iris Nyx Jul 2015
I walked alone
sad
but i'd known
so it wasn't that bad

My pockets were empty
and so was my head
Everything was meaningless
every measly word I'd thought or said

But here there was comfort
For no one could steal
no one could make me suffer
Fear wasn't something I could feel

But along the solitary march
I come across a sudden light
vague and distant: a hopeful arch
and suddenly there was reason to fight

And so I named it moon
And I hung it up in the sky
a wondrous glowing balloon
my single solemn ally

And now I sleep in terror
Now I live with dread
Hoping I will never
see the day that it will fade, and fall, and be
dead
Iris Nyx Nov 2014
When I see you
I want to walk the other way
When I hear your voice
I panic

When I feel your hands
anywhere near me
I freeze
Just go away

Stop smiling
like its all good

Stop laughing
like I'm a comedian
stop liking me
as though you love me

Because you don't
and knowing that kills me

*Every
*******
Day
Iris Nyx Aug 2014
Some last longer than others
These silly hobbies of mine
But not one seems to live on
All only there to keep from whine

A ball of yarn
A book of sign
Art supplies and more
but none really seem to shine

Art projects
learning new languages
all these material objects
distracts me from the anguish

The dipping
The dying
The writing
The creating

It takes away the harshest of fears
and makes it easy to be with those I love so dear
It makes every thing a bit clear
and makes my problems seem so mere

But none of it sticks
and none of it stays
my interest in all
is not just delayed

All is temporary
These silly interests of mine
Melting crayons, or knitting beanies
*or thinking it will all be fine
Iris Nyx Nov 2014
I'm not sure
if I love you
If I ever did
If it was ever real

Because you see
our days were so short
so long ago
sweet

sweet yes
and when I lost you
I wanted you more
so much that

I dived into a world of
you
and only
you

and for years
years
years
years of my short life

I loved

or did I?
Did I love you?
or just the thought of you?
?

Despite what it means to admit
that there was real passion
and real want
for you

I want it to be true
because then my life
would be
bearable

Maybe even



pleasant
Iris Nyx Nov 2014
I can no longer sit
and write
with ease

The stories of fear
were so alluring
I could read them
for eternity

But now they're nothing but
a tedious
chore

Reading in general
is
hard

The words lull me to sleep
and the story makes no
sense
at all

My dreams
have melted away
into a corner of my mind
that I don't dare

                                                           ­                                             touch

Nothing is exciting
Nothing brings me
smiles

I can feel the part of myself
that I was so sure of
slipping
through my fingers

Being torn away
by the cruel grasp
of
of


                                                   ­                                                  of what?


I
I don't know
but I desperately hold
whats left
with an iron grip

And I fear if I look
at what I have saved
Ill find a handful of


                                                            ­                                          Nothing
Iris Nyx Feb 2016
It is when I lie defensless
That I reach the top - the peak
Of the only pleasant feeling.
It is that of my beautiful nightly affairs
That I do so crave each second I breathe

But as I stir
Waking to a morning
Quite the same as the rest
I chase the faint flicker
Of my sweet midnight endeavors

I struggle to cling
To the faint fading feeling
Of such wanderlust
Such joy
Red hair that I was enamored with

When I have opened my eyes in full
And let the sorrows of today
Tomorrow
And yesterday sink in
The memories skitter away forever

And I'm left to haul another day
Scraping the rugged mountainside
Overlooking the pain of collected rubble
Shoving its way under my fingernails
To reach the sweet escape

On the very top once again
Iris Nyx Aug 2015
A thin white sheet
Flimsy and irrelevant
To everyone but me

Because behind its elegance
I sit trapped
And every joy beyond the flowing curtain
I am never to meet

It's silly to think
Such fragility could be
What conquers and captures
The every feeling and fiber of me

But so it does and so I try
Every brooding day and ghastly night
To thrash and stop and fight
Though I do believe it'd be fairly easy
To just quit

And die
Iris Nyx Jul 2014
These words, they echo
They've already been thought before
I decide to feel instead of think
but emptying my mind is such a chore

These tears, they burn
They've already been shed
I cry instead of speak
it's all the emotion I have bled

These feeling, they hurt
They've already been felt
But I don't feel instead of do
Under the fire I just melt
Iris Nyx Sep 2015
After a battle
I lie
Fatigued
And fearful

That this is only the beginning
Of the long war to proceed
That I will have to fight
So much more

For my sanity
For my right
For my happiness
For everything

But at that moment I cannot move a muscle
I can barely bat an eye
My heart is numb
My throat dry

My drive - absent
And my will
To keep fighting
So small
I'm so tired
Of fighting
Iris Nyx Dec 2014
Was Strange
singular
queer
unsuspecting
extraordinary

frightening
­
but mostly strange

very very



*strange
Iris Nyx Aug 2016
Against her breath
Ashore the rocky mountain sides
You appear in scattered variants

In the sticky four confines
And well sufficient speaker of lectures
You appear as a whole

But so in a fit of desperation
And sad clenches of my own chest
That call my name and tug at my hair

Up here
You are away

Tucked quietly in between
My few free seconds and downtimes

Even when you show amidst my days
I do not claim a desire

Even in the hours
That you have my every fiber captive

Even in the sunken pillows at Midnight
That sag from weeping

And in the sickness that surfaces by day

In the quiet seconds and the louder ones
I know that you and I lay to rest

Below the bustle and quiet
Of our city noise

And rest there
Peacefully so
Iris Nyx Jan 2015
With fear
that stems from the anxious shivers
That drives cold chills
though my skin

And into my head

Water and Oil
Science and Faith
Tradition and Contemporary
Pride and Anxiety

My mind
A selfish melting ***
of nothing and everything
Trying to scream at the same time

I want to devote
but I know it'll bring nothing but
pain
that I don't care to feel again

But how do I live my life
without the affection
that I spend everyday
craving

Tell me
Tell me
Oh, any deity that will come with open ears
Tell me

How
Iris Nyx Nov 2014
And the tear meets the floor
the sob escapes my lips
My body shudders
my knees give out

I am clueless on whether I should feel
afraid
or relieved

I can feel
It is a million times different than before
but its there

My heart is not stone
It beats
not rapidly
not specifically


but its alive
I'm alive
and I love you

Oh dear god I love you
I pray to any god who will help me
help me shed the feeling
I bear for those

That I
Cannot
have
Iris Nyx Sep 2014
They whimper
They are scared
They swear to any deity
That they are missing

And perhaps they are
Deep in the crevices of the mind
The darkness has closed in
And no separation can they find

But it spreads
Along the walls, covering the hidden
and finding the departed
And soon it finds the brim

With a giggle and skip
Around and down they all dip
From the glass of amusement they sip
and with a squeeze, it has your entirety in its grip

Now you are truly astray
When you reverse, but you don't
When you try to return,
but it all looks the same now

That's when you know
Not when you're sad
Not when you're angry
But when feeling don't exist anymore

You are lost when you become immune
Iris Nyx Feb 2016
It is eagerly that I prepare
Turning out lights and *******
Setting aside the following days necessities
And brushing my hair

My heart dances when I see
The black sheets and tossled comforter
Against the matte sky peaking through my window
I sit and sink
Into the noisy springs
And flattened pillows

And almost immediately I descend into
Another bed of another life
In my desperate mind

And it is then that I forget
I'm between the sweet haze of otherworldly dreams
And among the vibrant feelings and happy ventures
The dull muted droll of my own life

And in the blue mornings
As I wake to chronic angers and patient responsibility
Inevitably the cloak of heavy unsatisfaction and disappointment
Settle onto my shoulders

And as before I carry on with my day
Counting the seconds
And blissfully dreaming
Of the bed that waits for me at home
I've started dreaming again, and just like that I never want to wake up
Iris Nyx Oct 2014
A sailboat in the moonlight?
and you?
Would that be heaven?
A heaven just for two?

Not if as you lean
your lips melt into dust
Your eyes no longer gleam
and your hands are quick a must

The sweet breath to stiff command
The gentle touch a rough restraint
A place where sea is the only land
And from my lips a hushed complaint

But the worst is not below the belt
Farther up it lays
Where things are thought and thoughts are felt
I realize in frozen dismay

Cruel hands work their way into my brain
With a whisper and fright
Leaving a black ***** stain
that lurks, mocks and snickers at night

The tears; my only shout
And even then I cringe
Nobody can find out
My cleanliness has singed
Iris Nyx Jan 2016
How strange it is
To bear witness
To see inside
Someone's mind

But how stranger it becomes
When the mind
Has stagnated
In one single place

For so long
Iris Nyx Sep 2014
And then in a moment I can see
She toys with me
But its not an eye opening moment of dramatic realization

because I've always known

Oh that silly Life, she
Making people want to die for no reason
I just love her humor
Iris Nyx Jul 2014
Books are not an adventure
A pen is no longer a bridge for my thoughts
The rain is not a smile on my face
My mind is currently tangled in knots

The world is not my oyster
and I am no pearl
My goals are boring
I don't want my thoughts to unfurl

The shadows are my home
Their arms are my bed
Their whispers I do love
But all the same I do dread

There's nothing about it
but an exasperated sigh
I've tried every door
I really have, no lie
Iris Nyx Nov 2014
I hardly have any time
its so scarce that now
I've cut corners

Like over-thinking
and just like that
I love myself
so much more
Iris Nyx Feb 2016
I strolled down Teeter Avenue
A sway in my step
A tug at my cheek
On the way to the bridge

The green fought through prison stone
And the clouds filled in my umbrellas shift
The waters below were singin'
Such a beautiful song

I took off my jacket
And set it aside
On a gay, tattered bench
An omen no one could hide

I took up a step
Into levels so free
And flung to my death
All while you watched me
Iris Nyx Feb 2015
EVERYTHING IS WRONG
everything is wrong
I should be happy
I should be strong

But nothing is right
Even though nothing is wrong
Everything Is Wrong
Oh Everything Is Wrong
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