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 Oct 2014 Iris Rebry
wordvango
postulate carnivals festivities ferris wheels unicorns
tooting horns laughs squeals of carnivorous
joviality held breath heights scary games of chance
winning all today
it is our day
to  populate reality
with
fairy tales or obliviate insanity send notice
from highs cry together deny no more the obvious
sobriety holding in that hit wary of getting caught
losing it all
so say with me
I believe
in fairy tales
 Oct 2014 Iris Rebry
Junebug
Every time  I close my eyes you always come to mind
I try so hard to not think of you
I try over and over but i cant break loose from you
I m not saying that i think of you constantly, but i just cant deny the fact  that
every time my  mind wonders it always finds a way right back to you  
You are the first thing on my mind when i wake up and the last thing   when i go to sleep
I think of you every time I close my eyes I dont know what it is about you that makes me feel the way I do
Why am I stuck on you why cant i break free why
 Oct 2014 Iris Rebry
LovelyBones
To those who say i'm perfect; i do everything right.
You have no idea, how hard i have to fight.
I work towards my goals, but my standards are too high.
And at the end of the day, all i can say is at least i try.
I never can be proud of what i do.
No matter how great it looks to you.
And how about always failing, when everyone else sees it as prevailing.
Say i'm smart; eh maybe.
Say i'm pretty; no, that drives me crazy.
Say that's amazing; i do what i can.
Say you love me; i would've ran.
So no, i'm not perfect. I do nothing right. To me, i'm just a failure; every day and night.
For all the insecure perfectionists like me.
There was never a safe way out.
The maze, its in us.
Though we want to get out
We can't
Wherever we go
It follows.
Whatever we do
It's here.

Though we want to stop feeling
We cant.
Because the maze is with us
Wherever we go, whatever we do,
It's just a matter of choosing east or west, north or south, wrong or right.

It consists of decisions
Along the way,
It can help you or destroy you.
But if you take the risk and let it in you
You have a better chance of surviving.
Ironic, I know
That is what love is.

It can ****, it can encourage, the maze is something everyone has. And it is not a trap. There is really a light after  the black shadows. A rainbow after the pouring rain. A smile after the several pain
Because
**The maze is what keeps us alive.
Without it, we are already dead.
 Oct 2014 Iris Rebry
Moll
Why
 Oct 2014 Iris Rebry
Moll
Why
She let out a sigh and rested her little head on the top of my arm
Her small frame not reaching high enough to my shoulder
"But why do people have to be mean?" She asked
At 12, I often wondered the same thing, but now just at 17
I know why.
There is no excuse to bully others.
Doth the Sun not shine upon our life through its many cycles around our home, this ground, we now stand knowingly upon? For ye, there must be many nights withstanding your weakened days. Yet, I see no darkening of the mind to spite these wicked themes of the universe casting clouds across thine only sky. Perhaps a better man, call the rainbow among your kin. I see not a beauty born from damp darkness surrounding. Nay. Thy beauty sprung not from storms ripping through thy soul. Beauty flows from far-reaching caverns over filled with life and truer passion than mine own heart may fathom. Lo, I drown within those seas upon thy face. Drag me to their depths and anchor mine heart among the shells and bones.
May thine favor ever be towards me and shall thee be blessed and loved as thou hast never known
 Oct 2014 Iris Rebry
Tashatha
The thought of loving again sends trembles down my soul
Breaking it down
Like earthquakes destroying homes
My love is as precious as gold
But I find that at a cheap price
It is always sold

I guess I'm a hopeless romantic
And when my love is thrown in my face
I become frantic
I can't have it
Its just madness
When gold is treated just like plastic

Set on fire
The flames burst
The deepest cut in my heart
Is from the one I loved first
My heart died when he left me
And my body is the hearse
He trampled all over my heart
Left me so hurt
I don't know why I get so attached
Surely I must be cursed
That I'm severely damaged and I want you to help,
Without coming across like I need you.
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