Tuesday, December 22, 2009
When A Heart Of The Week Grows
By: Tyler Ross
It's time to hit the road through this traffic flow
and drive five hours straight away
When all the while, I tell myself just to believe
Don't be so hard on yourself for you can't change a thing
Can't change a thing
The close few, I know
Remind me to remain calm
But I'm still the same
My smile hasn't changed
Tell me what's going on
I lay awake in a hotel room reflecting on my current mood
and I can tell for the first time
This yearning you generate in me
It's natural to miss these feelings you bestow and want to come back home
But patience is everything
I hope you wait for me
From the things you've said to the actions you do
I can't help but think about what other bliss will come from you
With thanks to give and the zealous energy in you that lives
I'll prove to you
I'm forever true
I want to be the one you want
I lay awake in a hotel room reflecting on my current mood
and I can tell for the first time
This yearning I have for you
It's natural to miss these feelings you bestow and want to come back home
But patience is everything
I hope you wait for me
We can take it slow
We can take it slow
I'm in no rush
We can take it slow
I just want you to know
I'm committed to you
So committed to you
I lay awake in a hotel room reflecting on my current mood
and I can tell for the last time
I'm ready to be with you
It's natural to miss these feelings you bestow and want to come back home
But patience is everything
I hope you wait for me
Saturday, December 19, 2009
No One Deserves This Heaven More Than Me
No One Deserves This Heaven More Than Me
By: Tyler Ross
Kick all the sound that surrounds my ears
All the distortion trying to interfere
My mind is like a jungle sometimes I suppose
Overcrowded with thoughts trying to keep me low
Persuasion keens in on my days and nights
No need to worry with her by my side
I’ll pick my own lock and open me up
Expose her to my world, nothing to interrupt
I hope she accepts me as the man I am
Without any doubts trying to hold back her hand
Open up her eyes to drill into mine
She would see everything is infinitely fine
Cloud 9 is the status that sets me free
Like a bird, but with archangel wings
Cloud 9 is the status that sets me free
In the loving arms of Gordin is where I want to be
The earth is shaking, but I stand serene
She helps maintain my balance with everything
If perfection were possible, she’d be what you want
The gold is in my hand so flawless I flaunt
Cloud 9 is the status that sets me free
Like a bird, but with archangel wings
Cloud 9 is the status that sets me free
In the loving arms of Gordin is where I want to be
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Ceremony
Ceremony
By: Tyler Ross
Speed it up, I’m talking to you
Can’t see straight, well that’s nothing new
You coast through life without a clue
Easy to forget, well that sucks for you
Keep your distance
You look better over there
I’ll wave you over, but no difference
Do you even care?
Cold as glaciers
Then hot as coals
Eliminating both with your selfish hose
I’m stuck with my mind on overdrive
Eating my words to keep me satisfied
Passing on those who waste my time
Eyes straightforward no matter rain or shine
Sticking around, it’s not a fucking option
Intuition is deep
My flag is raised with caution
Familiarity is key; you’ve got learning to do
Repeating mistakes, no help for you
Common sense, break those chains
Realize now, or are you still the same?
Crashing down, can’t help you stand
Weak morals and values can’t comprehend
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Fragility Lessening
Fragility Lessening
By: Tyler Ross
Pressure sets before it gets to my fingertips
I’m not losing my mind this time
I can’t believe I have achieved
Overcoming what’s grown inside of me
Patience flows as doors closed
Never in my life have I felt so exposed
Settled nerves helped stumbled words
Come clean as I drive myself in and out of sleep
Break me and take me
I’m here crying out
Hug me and love me
I’m just like you when you shout
I just want to shake this lingering doubt
Being loved, so loved
On top of the world
Over and out
On top of the world I go
Over and out
Friday, December 11, 2009
Stacking The Ritz
Stacking The Ritz
By: Tyler Ross
I called out to flap those wings
You know those moments we find in dreams?
Floaters over a lopsided sphere
Strategically beckoning delight back and forth in the clear
We don’t want to call it quits
We feed off one another’s wits
Passionately blooming as the shoe fits
This is it for we won’t turn our backs
We admit the timing loved us both
Do you want to count the facts?
We are the smiles that stick
We are the process not the waiting to miss
Opportunities equal to make us colossal
We are what made this fun
We are the energy of the sun
Chemically bonded class session 101
Open toed, we feel every piece of grain in the sand
Comfortably stable
We are a solid-coupled successful band
Romantically inclined
Connected in every category
This reality will never cease to shine
A semester ending piece of mind
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
The Best Seat In The House
By: Tyler Ross
One empty seat
A room filled with chattering teeth
The studying minds debated
While celebrated peers escalated
The decisions juggled
For some no struggle
The monkeys that hopped off their backs
No longer needed to stay attached
One empty seat
Now became a dream standing on two feet
An attempt became made
As she reached out to speak
“Have we already turned in our papers?”
An easy reply
With those eyes
How could you say, “See you later?”
Even greater
It continued on in between the class
Drawn in so effortlessly
You wouldn’t want to pass
The opportunity said we’re striking gold
Information exchange
We both became sold
To the highest bidders very late
Semester was growing old
But it was now something you could further appreciate
The building up began
No one this time ran
But into each other for bliss
Equally elated
Minds glued and lips when we kiss
Thankful the seat became occupied
She is what you call permanent sweetness
Desired hands tied standing side by side
Thursday, November 26, 2009
A Special Table For Two
By: Tyler Ross
A brisk walk from education to my transportation
I celebrated by strutting my feet
Enthralled by my music
I couldn’t seem to concentrate when sitting in my seat
Wondering what the night would bring
I thought about places we could meet
We conversed
We laughed
Then, we decided on a dinner treat
A pizza restaurant became the destination
My nerves tried to get the best of me
The instant I saw her arrive
A smile erupted
And the comfort came to settle beyond belief
Wow was she beautiful
The candle light accentuated her eyes
Man was I drawn into every word
Her wittiness was no surprise
Intelligent and elegant
A smile among the greats
Easily I became hypnotized
As we laughed throughout our entire date
Outside the joint
We goofed and played like youthful teens
Never was there a care in the world
While we walked around the nightly scene
Relaxed and attentive
We shared a couple of stories against a shopping glass
I even cured her headache
Which eventually came to pass
Near my car we ended with a goodnight embrace
Spoke and joked, she stood across the way
Never did I want to leave that place
A special table for two
Seated face to face full of grace
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Born To Die
By: Tyler Ross
Creeping around the corner
I see death distorting minds
With no order breaking chaos
I turn cold shoulders
As I draw outside the lines
It’s hard for negativity to set
With neglect
I live within these walls
Can’t be settled as of yet
Closed blinds against judgmental times
I pen words as a release
To find ultimate peace inside my mind
I seem to pay for respect
Pushing for a steady check
Ready to die
There’s no fear for I choose to accept
We’re all born to die
During such turbulent times
I smile my best before a tear finds my eye
We’re all born to die
I stay true to my health and myself
Never questioning why I don’t see any wealth
We’re all born to die
My life won’t flash before my eyes
I kiss my mom and my dad goodbye
We’re all born to die
As the darkness seeps
No light will show
When they bury me six feet deep
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Shifty Grounds
By: Tyler Ross
Take me for what you will
Hate me for being real
Blame me for speaking my mind
I’m holding grudges on those who won’t unwind
So get lost
Fed up with tunnel vision and all who think it’s their mission
To throw stones at my house
When I’m ready to start taking them out
Say what you’ll say, but please think it through
Mean what you say or your words will haunt you
Many times I wonder if I’ll remember their names
As I get older and set in my own ways
Quiet now, my peace was spoken
Monday, November 16, 2009
One Moment Today
By: Tyler Ross
Feeling old. Feeling sold. Feeling less than normal, so cold. Smiles in me.
Smiles missing. Smiles covered up from the lack of kissing. Fading from
contemplating this overloaded mind frustrating over concern for
greatness. Debating on celebrating. I walk toward the sun, so bright. So captivating.
Friday, November 6, 2009
On The Inside
By: Tyler Ross
In an instant, your words flowed right into me
You didn’t speak, but your absence said everything
I’ve made mistakes before, but how can you blame me now?
Look at how many times I’ve tried
I feel I’m fading out
No matter how much effort
You continued to stay the same
How do I stand a chance?
When this feels like one big game
This isn’t fair to me
You’ve ignored me all too well
Something in you changed
This treatment feels like hell
I see you want to be alone and that’s fine here with me
After all we’ve got so close, but to you it doesn’t mean a thing
This all used to make sense, but something isn’t right
Every chance I’ve talked with you
Ends with you in a defensive fight
What happened is important
But a new day brings nothing clear
I’ve tried best to communicate
But it’s a one-sided mirror
I can’t see you now
But I wish I could, I do
Too many times, I’ve been pushed aside
Left with no answers and an excuse
There were many times, we stayed up late
It wasn’t easy
Never a dull moment of course
Now you act like you can’t stand me
Is it really me?
Or is it something more?
It’s safe to say, we have bad days
They’re never easy
I used to brighten up yours
Now you treat me as if I need a reason
In wanting to love you more and more
I’m dying on the inside
Only you can make this right
I'm dying on the inside
Struggling in our own history
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Another Word Bites The Dust
By: Tyler Ross
You don’t have good karma
You don’t have bad karma
There’s just circumstance
Superstitions give those ease
But will never fully please
Never will I give it a chance
There’s no such thing as karma
You win some
You lose some
Sometimes more left
Sometimes more right
No more black than white
Never will I abandon depth
There’s no such thing as karma
You can be the biggest saint
The most genuine around
But never catch a break
Do you see where I’m going now?
Call it what you want
Rack up those so-called karma points
Anything to make you sleep at night
Delusional thinking will be the obstacle alright
Distracting those from living a realistic life
There’s no such thing as karma
There’s no such thing as karma
Thursday, October 29, 2009
The Right Mind
By: Tyler Ross
Preach when you preach a global truth
Teach the same lessons to every youth
Speak formulated and coherent replies
Don’t bullshit people to get by
Cry when necessary
Fight your fights with your mind
Respect everyone who respects you back
Better the existence of mankind
Rely on yourself
Always ready to react
Question everything you're told and read
Build yourself up and strive to succeed
Never settle for less
Focus on a true fulfilled success
Don’t be blessed
Rely on yourself
Never the less
Walk a logical conquest
Pride can’t swallow progress
Hope isn’t a time to finesse
Life won’t wait
Separate yourself from the word fate
Chances fall by your own risk
Avoid using your fists
Honesty prevails over the intentions to resist
Unity needs to persist
Smash all negativity that exists
Monday, October 26, 2009
The Shoot To Ladder Mausoleum
By: Tyler Ross
Love for you was always hard to front
Made it hard for me to ever want
A close connection to you
I never realized that you only tried your best to help me
There’s so much independence, I’ve grown to see
Hundreds of miles and closer you came to be
A man who tried his best to be free
What you see is not what’s always there
No matter how hard you focus your stare
One more word can kill you
It helped me realize that you only tried your best to help me
There’s so much independence, I’ve grown to see
Hundreds of miles and closer you came to be
A man who tried his best to be free
Now, why did I let my guard down?
Most of the time we shared, you weren’t there
And how do we gain for lost time now?
We grow closer in age, our time saved
Father and Son, we can smile to the grave
Smile to the grave
We’ve got to smile to the grave
Saturday, October 24, 2009
A Pause From Poetry: A Fighting Chance For Everyone
[Quote] "We as humans need to take a stand together and help one another. Every hard working individual deserves to have a piece of the pie, no matter where they come from. We've got to uplift our communities, starting with the poorer ones first. We as the lower classes need to take down this Nation's pyramid scam because the 'American Dream' is for everyone willing to work for it." (Tyler Ross)
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Love Hurts
By: Tyler Ross
Love hurts, so I’ll tell you straight
no fabrications in this debate
a subtle get together, the first date
a moment of sparks, which ultimately escalate
I warn you now, run while you still have you
soon enough you’ll feel depressed without a clue
attempts at learning as much as you can
retaining information and being a gentleman
taking pictures and memories that will eventually sting
from the eyes to the heart to the words she couldn’t sing
love hurts and it drains you like a drug
you become addicted to the feeling or even the common hug
it has you thinking like a madman
the pondering thoughts that enter your mind
you swear she’s lying to you
because you believed you were special like one-of-a-kind
consumed by the busy, all the time ticks on
one moment you were in love and the next, love was gone
you begin to finally move on or so you think
you step to a counter and order an unforgettable coffee drink
the feeling of being substituted ruins its delicious taste
your friends become like birds chirping, “she can be replaced.”
Love hurts and it carries such a heavy anchor
your ship can get sunken by a better invested gamer
word to the wise, run while you still have you
your heart will still be intact and not shattered in two
I wish I could go back to when I was in front of you
I would have asked please be serious in what you do
invested energy with a cut off source of power
love hurts when you continue to waste it on the cowards
I smile at love and wish it good luck
love hurts when you miss it this much
I smile at love and only hope it returns again
I’m caught in this trap of love I want to win
years of dedication and the efforts show
uncomplainingly waiting to give it another go
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Public Appearance
By: Tyler Ross
I feel as if this world is trapped
Sweeping up the potential under the welcome mat
In order for change, we have to formulate a plan
The efforts are of no use, if you don't know why you should take a stand
We are the power that makes us man and woman
Regroup and fight
Taking a seat will blow out our right
The use of a voice
More powerful , taken serious
It's up to you if you want to make that choice
Don't bitch and feel sorrow
Frustration in your every day pain
Survival to be free from the upper hand
If you are calm and sane
Not enough will happen and you will continue to point the finger for blame
I feel as if this world is trapped
The youth will grow up with less of a chance
Adding to a history of depressing stats
If you aren't angry and have nothing to say
This world will eat you up and spit you out
For being bought off in silence that way
Don't let anyone take your life owed freedom away
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Typical Timing
By: Tyler Ross
I’m feeling the walls close in around me.
Too many thoughts have dropped me to my knees.
Just when I believed, everything was set right for me.
The blinds then covered with less light to see.
Temptation burns in me.
So, I ask you why; do I always end up here?
Left with questions that aren’t clear.
Consistent moments and no fear.
It doesn’t add up.
No sense in just lying.
Think I should be trying, but nothing is worth denying.
It’s typical timing.
At this moment, I won’t do anything.
I’ll stand my ground and think for myself.
It’s not so wrong to not go along, but we always come in contact.
A perfect ocean, I want to swim, but there’s a shark with a contract.
Temptation yearns.
So much concern.
So, I ask you why; do I always end up here?
Left with questions that aren’t clear.
Consistent moments and no fear.
It doesn’t add up.
No sense in just lying.
Think I should be trying, but nothing is worth denying.
The circumstance is bad.
I can’t react.
I can’t even act.
But, I won’t turn back, though I feel the facts.
Between wrong and right.
There is a chance in sight.
Moments are short.
It’s hard to sit still, even with a strong will.
My self-control overkill.
This is my thrill.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Will Only Manifest Equal Numbers
By: Tyler Ross
Talk your shit
Keep pressing on
Society is knee deep
Disrespecting women all along
Equal rights
Have a balanced tone
But they are just words
With few actions ever shown
I don’t believe those are rights
Privileges at best
Women are just as valuable as men
But still they’re sized up by their chest
Now, that isn’t right
Are you saying this isn‘t true?
How can you deny a fairness?
Over hundreds of years
They sure showed you
Is it physical strength or centuries of oppression
That has man thinking he’s better than a lady?
They never even had a chance
Until now, but their opportunities still vary
A woman can do just as much as a man
But still to most, men don’t understand
So, they’ll continue their actions in domination
Holding us back at becoming a progressive and positive civilization
I can’t just sit back with my mouth shut
Thinking about what to say to sum it all up
My silence is broken by women abused
I’m a can of kerosene with a blown fuse
Equality is new news
Standing up for all women with everything to lose
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Paint It Red
By: Tyler Ross
Trying to contain myself
I find most are lying
What am I doing here?
I’ve got to get back
To a place of structure
I’m not limited
Nor do I feel the drag
Until the light goes out
Night comes a fall
Hang ups and disconnection
Bouncing off the fucking wall
I can’t get my head straight
I’m pulling weight
Disbelieving so called fate
Chance, the word of direction
No more cop outs
Take charge
My true confession
Night comes a fall
Hang ups and disconnection
Bouncing off the fucking wall
This life leads to nothing
I’ve got to make it something
Not going to wait
Or procrastinate
Gambling on a heaven gate
Paint it red
I’ll paint noise too
This world is empty
I’ll make the most
By repainting you
Paint it red
Last wish fed
Counting backward
A misled mission
We all die alone instead
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Sentimental Smile
By: Tyler Ross
...I laid my head back against a familiar pillow and reflected, but one thought persisted. A thought of forgotten words. A forgotten feeling. Something was missing. This one thought persisting. A light bulb clicked. I left my smile with you. Please hold on to it. For you are the one it picked. Love always runs thick. With you, love always runs thick.
Life Will Let Go, But Don’t Let It Keep You Low
By: Tyler Ross
I thought I was fulfilled until I met her
No matter my position, I yearned for her
Struggling to grasp her leaving me alone
I now can close my eyes smiling about long ago
Please be happy where ever you may travel
With rain or shine, life is more than a path of gravel
A direction of chance we all choose where we go
Life is what we make of it
In the end, it’s what you were able to show
Life, don’t ever let it keep you low
Reaching Out
By: Tyler Ross
The pain has got me down again
I could really use a hand or a friend
The way I’m treated makes no sense
I feel I’m slipping in
Your attitude is a one way street
Reaching out brings me to defeat
Holding back makes no sense
From you I walked away
One hand washes the other and that’s a fact
When the roles are reversed, let’s see how you act
Questionable, the fairness you prove
Not giving in. I won’t give in
There’s nothing more to lose
Nothing more to lose
The search is over
The search is over
The party has come to a stop
What you give out is what you’ll receive
Now you know why I chose to leave
Basic guidelines but different time lines
We all know that’s true
Once you walked away, I knew I was through
Reaching out
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Bicycle Ride
By: Tyler Ross
Unlocked and we were ready. The jump-off the block onto the sidewalk headed for the city so steady. I concentrated, as the wheels rotated simultaneously devouring the road pre-sweaty. Fascinated by a whole new perspective, twelve speeding over uneven earth. All the worth as wind combined with the sun against my skin chasing my destination. More alive in complete fascination, redefining travel is this beneficial man-made invention. Go green, the Mother Nature spokespeople’s representation. Saving my pennies, getting exercise, not to mention the extension to new conversations and the attention. Adventures vary from short trips to metro link University stays to entertainment wishes and other opportunities for independent choices to be made. Sometimes, we are late, but it's never important when rolling on twos escaping traffic’s terrible time of wasted dates. We ride as one through diverse habitats, cities, towns, or the coast just exploring new ways to encounter fun. We ride as one.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Human Perception
By: Tyler Ross
These hands, these foundation providers for touch
Conducting a craft learned and practiced within a life
Clutch with purpose and an ache to excel
Eyes, these eyes that transfer light to see
Judgment makers derived from images arrayed consciously
Guidance and decision producers determining a reality
These ears, sound collectors and enablers to hear
Balanced from the start and sensitive no matter near or far
Pressure assemblers frequently assisting everywhere we are
This scent, this arrangement of assorted smells
Warning signs or distinctive indicators to infinite aromas
Pleasant or repulsive hints helpful in developing a direction
This mouth, this entrance to a muscle capable of taste
Buds of electric exploders established to embrace flavor
Internal and external aptitude and advantages for not wasting such gifts at all
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Academia
By: Tyler Ross
We study
We break
We grow essentially from the fake
Faces are met
Faces come together
Faces tend to make the experience better
Professor’s teach
Professor’s inform us to reach
Professor’s help shape our readiness in careers we seek
We focus
We can be tardy
We enjoy different ways to party
Goals are set
Goals can change
Goals to graduate range in this day and age
We shine
We get lost in line
We can make the most out of our time
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Undercover Fraud
By: Tyler Ross
It’s how you word it or how you think aloud
We don’t have time to think we’re headed for some clouds
Your faith is based upon fear
A fear of death because the man is never here
As real as the person you see in the mirror
So, tell me who the fuck are you to tell me what is right
Your life lesson plan is from a book of man-created blight
You ask me to believe in someone who doesn’t care
I ask you to look around, chaos is always in the air
We shunned him for logical ways of thought
Never going back to the world’s favorite theatrical prop
Stop trying to preach your hopeless fantasies
When my world ends, no one will point a finger at me
Instead of placing blame, worry about yourself
So quick to judge those who care to think for themselves
Religion is lazy with every answer given to God
We’ve been lead by a con
Undercover as a fraud
Monday, September 21, 2009
Departing Text
By: Tyler Ross
I call this growing up
Owning up and learning from my mistakes
You used to be what I wanted
You used to be what I respected
I’m sorry, this isn’t working out
A new perspective to spare the hurt
I value our experiences, but this is the end
All these talks, the visits, to calling you a friend
The more I feel neglected
The easier it is to understand these real colors
Resending my cancellation connection
I’m fine with terminating such a beautiful face
In this day in age, what was real
To leaving you at a memorable place
Where my joys lied upon night-ending smiles
Hour long chats and letters traveling from miles
A man of effort, persistence for a vicinity I wasn’t in
Nor did I over pursue and pressure, but do my best from within
This all has dissipated and the control isn’t mine
Therefore, I need to save face
Erasing this confusion and state I am in
Remembering the times I’ve been fortunate to receive
Change my direction because I used to believe
You would never treat me poorly
You would never choose to ignore
No credit given, no friendship to even unfold
How can I compete with a one per race?
While you only come to me like an acquaintance
An acquaintance, now so expendable, you are choosing to replace
With something or someone who treats you less than the best
We all know how you are treated, but this is your conquest
Some times to save yourself
You leave with those reminiscences of when everything was superlative
And I’m glad I met you
I’m proud what was created
But more surprised this is it
Thursday, September 10, 2009
This Is Me
By: Tyler Ross
Resort back and ask myself
Did they really mean a thing?
Great questions support my experiences
But the challenges still proceed
Head cases, strange places, and odd feelings not for me
I struggled more being myself not changing anything
For this is me
Doing favors for myself
Moving on sets me free
This is me
You get what you give
No respect, c’est la vie
This is me
Never stressing over those
Who won’t give their time
This is me
Life’s what you make of it
So simple with an equal mind
Second chances and I doubted myself
Was this really fair to me?
Being honest and loyal to those
While backs turned 180 degrees
Wasted time, closed my mind, and gave my heart away
It’s safe to say, I came to play and learned from my mistakes
For this is me
Doing favors for myself
Moving on sets me free
This is me
You get what you give
No respect, c’est la vie
This is me
Never stressing over those
Who won’t give their time
This is me
Life’s what you make of it
So simple with an equal mind
No tolerance for talk
Let all actions speak
This is me
No respect, c’est la vie
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
This Old Town
By: Tyler Ross
time is lost as I remember
the purple glare over the horizon
where have the good souls gone?
this place I no longer care for or belong
haunting my dreams day after day
the texture in my touch
when I'm led against the wall
my clock of time is always broken
the voice so pure cracks when I call
this is the story I didn't want to tell
being pushed out of the world I once knew so well
I wander while I wait and wonder if this is hell
please take me away from this reality
my vivid dreams make more sense
I want to scratch the surface
as soon as teeth fade from the last smile
it's far too intense
please show me something real for a while
*another old write from the past*
A Risk For Standing In Line
By: Tyler Ross
sometimes when I look outside
my life seems all so plain
I live a lonely life
in a world viewing the rain
the window's turning black
and losing all its use
where I used to sit
and reflect my own youth
promises to keep
but failure fell right through
in your world of ignorance
passing on the true
not so special when standing in line
I thought I was important
but all was a lie
a knight in shining armor
but you don't know what that means
you keep multiples for
each and every thing
cancel all your appointments
or lose the (one) chance you got
you stuck with a mind of greed
just to throw away my spot
my heads down
sinking less than yesterday
it hurts so much
from the words that I say
more than a loser
I'm the worst pick in history
a smile and a heart
but no chance for me
hungry and lost
love becomes a myth
I don't have any recognition
what's my gift?
what does it take
to catch your eyes?
a lifestyle of looks, trends, and quick replies
a knight in shining armor
but you don't know what that means
you keep multiples for
each and every thing
cancel all your appointments
or lose the (one) chance you got
you stuck with a mind of greed
just to throw away my spot
*an old poem of mine from a few years ago, I stumbled upon.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Quote of the Month
"You can be golden like the summer, but seasons change, eventually summer returns again." (Tyler Ross)
Interlude (Existence)
Whole Made Deception
By: Tyler Ross
Its been 24 years and I can say I’m still pointing fingers. You can call me an asshole, but at least I’m real. Do you feel? Always in the defense when your offense has let you down. Too many flaws to let go. Laziness usually tends to show. I can’t help, but present what I’ve always been shown. The honest lie far from the in between. The common connection amongst a peer to peer scene. I may be blunt and I may not know your intentions, but the facts are facts with your whole made deception. You’d lead in the wrong direction to save yourself from a true confession. The bushes are high because you’ve collected enough cover. A whole made deception. Only truth keeps those from guessing. You stand perfect in mind, while you destroy another time after time. How do you sleep at night? When you believe you’ve done everything right. You forget you’re not the only one on this planet. Your selfish ways, I can’t stand it. Smash the fake. You misleading snakes. You only care for yourself. Smash the fake. You can’t relate. When everyone is gone, will you wake? Hide behind your technology. Your silenced mouth keeps on helping me. Play the distant card and you will see. I can only assume you are over me, thankfully. No words will set me free.
Low Mates No Thanks (No Place Like Home)
By: Tyler Ross
Caged with one ear to the door
Suffocation from the ceiling to the floor
Cautious on the verge to feed
Inconsiderate for a circle of surroundings
Need is simple although no reciprocation
Limitation are the hands that bind
Free mind consumed by a short time
Repetition like clock work
Cleanliness rotten to the mess
Best days are outside the walls
No noise standing strong keeping poise
Rest can be a tough conquest
Delight happens in sections of random polite
No spite toward the environment
Questioning a very soon retirement
Solo or a place for two
One day closer to something new
Sunday, September 6, 2009
My Gift, This Curse
By: Tyler Ross
My thoughts aren’t behind me
I hold those important to myself
And when it’s time to embrace them
I grow deeper in declining health
SAVE!
Wake up in sweat, it’s time to exhale now
Where am I? Where have you gone?
Ideal thinking keeps on dragging me down
I miss you, although you’re not here
These dreams turn to nightmares
I feel I’ve lost you now
Take warning, my gift this curse
My troubles cannot be forgotten
I cling to the shores
I feel the distance behind me
When I picture my life away from yours
STAY!
Wake up in sweat, it’s time to exhale now
Where am I? Where have you gone?
Reaching out doesn’t feel like anything in return
I miss you, although you’re not here
These dreams turn to nightmares
I feel I’ve lost you now
Repeated journey, my gift this curse
I do believe this is not for me
The way we used to be has given me many memories
Today, you are now free
No more stress and feeling a mess
I can finally breathe
These dream turn to fantasies
Nothing now will hold me back
From knowing and avoiding, my gift this curse
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Dark's Design
By: Tyler Ross
Some times it’s black and blue
Everyday I yearn for something new
To keep me from worrying about
All the silence, I want to scream and shout
It kills me to have to compromise
Then, I’m surrounded in my own lies
It gets me every time
Stuck inside when I’m outside and fine
A balance beam now stands
Idol, where a gymnast used to land
At the center, I stood for it all
Waited and waited, but no sense came a call
Time is all we ever need
A flower like mine trying to grow from the weeds
It gets me every time
Searching for light in dark’s design
I rare key to a rare keyhole
Frankly, I feel you can’t treat me equal
I’m just there to drain the hour
But when we’re finished
All my lights lose there power
No more show; was there a moving on? A final scene for everyone.
Curtains down, and the cast is out
To answer any questions leaving no doubt
I seek the strength bestowed in you
You ended up walking away
Searching for light in dark’s design
With this I’m still not okay
Now, everyone is gone
Sunday, August 23, 2009
On The Road Advice
By: Tyler Ross
Dear Tyler,
How’s this living in limbo on every single wire? No fun I bet, when you have no control and no answers. Why do you let people treat you the way they do? It’s not fair to you. How many times have I told you to walk away? If it’s not fifty-fifty on a two way road then, they’ve got to go. Don’t waste time on those who won’t give back. These true colors show, but you continue to run their track. Step off! You remain hurt all the time. You know inside what’s divine. Don’t waste all this time. It’s simple when the chase is equal. Stop looking for a chance at the sequel. In the end people will be people. Forever be you and if you are important to them, they will seek you. You’ve done enough. The ball is in all their courts. Enough is enough. Be free and expect less. What’s right will be there and that’s the perfect test. Let it go or you’ll be a mess.
Sincerely,
Jess from East to West
Friends Cleanse
By: Tyler Ross
Evaluation. Reputation. I’m sick of all this pointless frustration. I’m a bottle of pressure about to explode. A man around such children's games single-filed all in a row. I want to take this domino effect and watch it come crashing down. I’d rather swim away than tread your water and drown. It’s evident times change and I’m ready to move on. You can drop the act or join along. For this is my swan song. My journey will have more loss, but it will experience gain. There’s a whole world of you. Do I need more to explain? Times always change and I wish you wouldn’t disappear, but that’s not my choice. My mind is finally in the clear. Smiling from ear to ear.
Guarded
By: Tyler Ross
Take a look in my eyes. Don’t like what you see. That’s fine because you can’t get to me so easily. I have very strict morals and respect for myself to not run around recklessly. I’d rather wait it out on the shelf. I’ll remain grounded and play it smart. You’ve got to earn my trust with truth from the start. No playing games and leading me on. I take no interest in those who pressure me along. I’m guarded can’t you see. A free spirit just me being me. What you get is what you’ll accept. Patience is key for the first step. I believe in a balance. I believe in an honest effort. You can take it or leave it. But I’ll leave it, just protecting myself. If you feel I owe you. You’ve got me all wrong. Intentions are important and if I can’t trust you then move along. I’ve grown up with firm values. I plan to sustain. I don’t expect you to be one in the same. Show your consideration. Be aware I’m not like everyone else. This is not a game. This is not a game. You can abuse my name. You can try breaking me down. But I am a rock and always guarded. The same Sheriff remains in town. I’m guarded can’t you see. A free spirit just me being me. What you get is what you’ll accept. Patience is key for the first step.
My Fallen Friends
By: Tyler Ross
“Come follow me,” the voices echoed down the sleek hall. I can’t keep up with you all. You’re leaving me in the back, confused, forgotten and the feeling of being insignificantly small. What ever happened to my friends? The consistent faces now expire like years worth of trends. “Please continue, you can count on us.” I’ve heard that before. What more can we discuss? “Our alliance can’t be compared.” Then, If I mattered so much, why aren’t you still there? Plagued with the fallen of friends. The disappearance never reasons or amends. My reaching out is endless. Except there isn’t another side. So I pretend and I push on in hopes to not be buried inside. “Are you coming? We want you to tag along.” See, that’s the point. You never really wanted me to belong. I will not be your social security. I will not be a temporary convenience. Time’s up! For I don’t need this. “Your loss. We are closing the door, Ross.” I can handle that with all cost. A flavor of the week or a genuine everlasting bond. It’s like choosing between warmth or the winter with less for so long. I could use greater friends. The kind to remain close. My means to an end. The door shut and I stand alone. No light. No one else home. I thank those who shield the dark. A part of my circle engaging the few sparks. But still, more will leave. No explanation will not prevent me from pushing on. Still searching for a close knit to not believe. I’ve been plagued with fallen friends. My means to an end.
Lone Wolf
By: Tyler Ross
I sat at my desk today and thought to myself; I would give anything to be loved as much as I love, but I found no reply. I bet somewhere out there, she replied, "I'm right here and I'll see you soon for we will be together." There came a sigh. Relief was present or was it a sign of uncertainty? The days move along quicker and the urge multiplies around constant unfinished thoughts, which grasp and contract my feelings into hyper-drive. I need to know. I need to know. I will not settle and I will not go with the flow. Life is too easy when you let yourself go. My determination is like the final round of a competition. It’s not over till an outcome is known and in full restoration. Forget everyone I say as I do it myself. No one will hold these hands in this quest to help myself. She knows where she ought to love. She’s held on for so long. The questions won’t be answered until I go over and above. Break my curiosity into the control of my heart’s passion of love. We need action. This will is unbreakable as you see in me no hesitant for a reaction. Only the right love from the opposite, I deserve. Guaranteed satisfaction within us all. I refuse to let go and call it quits by these distances. I refuse to bow out or throw in the towel. But, I call you out on this forever. This lone wolf will call you out...forever.
Even Steven or Greedy Gale
By: Tyler Ross
Please wake me up when it’s over. This madhouse I’m living inside my skull. These people act like hypocrites and portray themselves as too big and full. Timing is everything, but would you agree you can’t divide it right? I’ve wasted all the breaths believing everything will have a brighter day with the masses too. Its not true. Come out from under there or from behind that monstrous wall. Its way too steep and my ambitions are far too used up to further fall. I’ll swallow my pride and go back to living my life with or without you. Keep pushing me away. The more and more of you I collect in the end, never stay anyway. You say I’ve changed, but forget my vocals are the same. You say I’m overbearing and the fact of me being realistic places me under the weight of blame. I can’t win. I’m always going to go against the grain. Too selfish. Too self-righteous making all the rules. You do. I know I’m not perfect and sorry I like to receive a rhythmic beat. Excuses are easy for all of you because it’s easier to walk away in retreat. Be an adult, give back and grow the hell up. Accept responsibility and respect the full glass given in your drinking cup. If you can’t be fair then, don’t play at all. What you project out will surely return in your favor like an echo down a hall.
A Seven Year Burden
By: Tyler Ross
“And so, your time is now," he said. That wishful thinking makes you brain-dead. Clear your mind and expect less. Your vulnerability put to the test. Careful now, that’s too much thinking. You’ll fall overboard and continue sinking. Hopelessness or fearlessness. Use your voice to relieve your stress. “I don’t believe you’ve learned a thing. Always settling for anything.” Oh, is this how it will always be? Way behind. Struggling. Reliving this apathy. “Tell me you’re giving up on me.” A lost cause. Hesitant pause. Never learn. Ignore the applause. Self motivation. Acclimation. Confidence. Silly frustration. The change began. Suddenly a new plan. He could feel the heart in his chest. A little patience honors progress. “Have you ever felt so well?” He kept at it and before he knew it. A nice trophy, he wouldn’t sell. Sometimes, he said, “It’ll get the best of you.” Stay true and move along. Distance yourself. Keep calm. For you’re becoming a man. A man, who isn’t afraid to belong.
Crying Rivers
By: Tyler Ross
You’ll never be me, nor should you care to. I’m not like you, nor do I plan to. Do all the things that I despise. You can fill a warehouse with your cheap replies. Convenience lays perfect just for you, but you cry when things don’t go the way they do. Always wondering why you get treated like dirt. Wondering why you continue to dig out the hurt. I know the answers and yes do they feel great. Constant complaining can’t be erased because you can’t escape. Swimming up the river of tears. No longer can you paddle surrounded by smoking mirrors. Can’t erase and no escape with an attitude in the clear. Go run to someone who actually cares. This river overflows with many just like you. Maybe you should join a club or cult and drink the punch to die too. The ball is in your flood. Only you can help you. But you’ll cry rivers and tidal wave all the bliss that finds you. Now, where will you be? Crying rivers and living in the blues.
I Reject
By: Tyler Ross
I’m not needed. You’re not needed. So come sit by me. Two of a kind. A fresh find. This match can make me pleasant. Soul searching. I’ve been searching. For a ride just like you. Hop on now. Scream so loud. Feel the power of this man. Now, you actually believed me. Pathetic one. You take me for sleazy. Get out of here. Not that type. I’m not damn easy. Get a grip girl. Your heads about to explode. You’re weak, selfish, and now everyone knows. The ego popped. Its just that fun. To put you into your place. Close your legs and settle down hun. I reject. And say no to you. I reject. Say no to you. Watch you hurt yourself. I can’t do. I reject. And say no to you.
The Fiction We've Been Told
By: Tyler Ross
Before there was you, there were many others
One civilization followed after another
Shared beliefs written from scratch
A rewritten book to please for souls to catch
What makes you believe yours is right?
That word called faith hangs loosely in and out of sight
No consistency, can’t you see it’s no way to live
Just one group trying to control another
Realistically, something’s got to give
High hopes and convictions come crashing down
Years from now, how much of it will be around?
Making way for the individual mind
More truth in that than the blind leading the blind
Ever since death, man has sparked up the thought
The existence of an afterlife incorporated into life’s plot
The world is vast and most want a safety net
To lump every answer under an organized crime bet
A false sense of security and a foolish way to preach
Don’t tell outsiders they’re going to hell because of what you teach
You don’t have the answers of what’s right or what’s wrong
There has been organized failure before you even belonged
To a group of disciples who’ve come and gone
You don’t have to think when the thinking has already been done
When there is something unexplainable, you go ahead and blame it on the one
No responsibility, it has come down to fear, tradition and a back up plan
There is no questioning, but a dependency of this pedestal higher than man
Give up the idea or keep it to yourself and don’t rely on anyone ever
Chances are no one will be there when you need them most to get together
So stop acting like you are safe and better than the rest
That attitude has caused too many wars and a lack of free thinking at best
He Won't Be Coming Back
By: Tyler Ross
detain myself as I keep running of the mouth. my verbal assaults can destroy. his mother, his father, all the motherfucking lies. you can call me insane, but I never severed my ties. from an honest man to the next foolish slave, the cheap shots that you carried will guarantee I smash your grave. I'm standing here with my problems and you lay under my feet. you didn't stand a chance, while I took that risk to leap. you call yourself a human just because you bled. as far as I know, most are happy you're fucking dead. alienated, I can't be frustrated with results like that. a child, who never had the will to grow. a child, who was in constant aggression. who fucking cares, if he didn't learn his lesson. he's dead! get fucked!
Who Would Have Continued To Think? (Not You)
By: Tyler Ross
I spent hours on days thinking
And the many times I did find
That my intentions were right
And the extra effort lay in between the lines
But now, who was I kidding
All this work would be a bust
Never thought I’d get caught up in
The mode of anti-chance and anti-trust
I had the option to already let go
From the facts that you did show
It kept me awake but with no mistake
I wouldn’t let myself sink so low
I’m clinging to the railing
Only to prevent from being broken
This is not a game I play
Persistence always in motion
I’ll say it like one, two, three
Open up your eyes
To see where I’m going
Full effort is in effect
Check out my door as it’s open
These words that I speak
Hold the truth and don’t represent the weak
This is not a game I play
Determined to win this very week
Let’s see where you end up going
So why do so many of you
Call it quits so fast?
At the drop of a gun
All you do is run
When you can’t comprehend one
Just stop!
Let’s break, break, break it
The mode of operation
You can give up all you want
Or you can be the first
To start a new celebration
Take my hand
Let’s go
Mutual Dream
By: Tyler Ross
Living in the moment off a water reflected break. I came to my feet overlooking the ripples in the lake. Casting out into my surroundings, I landed upon a dream. Eyes taken from the floor and investing into her gracious scene. Introductory achievements received on both ends. The heat of the day continued as the laughter broke out amongst our group of friends. Boat rides, lounging floats, and the games of competition. There were many moments when we had the chance to get connected. Time flew like a flock of birds headed in one direction. We paced ourselves as the chemicals set in trading with hints of affection. Addicted to the night, we carried each other's spirits so bright. Onto the fireworks show, I knew we had to become linked. Like America’s positive reputation with the fourth, the beauty was luminous from the sky on down next to me. Pool playing a shark, you could tell the sparks were enlightening all around. This evening was closing and the fun could be found at the opposite side of the street. The lights went out; so the overall memories play to repeat. The words in the dark to the soft touch returned, our lips continued to meet under the sheets as we converged. We tuckered close throughout the night to wake in the morning to a lovely embraced sight. Never did we want this day to conclude, so we set on out for a perfect day number two. We feasted on grub and engaged in boating transactions, all the way down to relaxing with ultimate satisfaction. The exquisiteness hovered like a fairy-wand giving us the drive. Two days, I never felt more alive. Independence thrived into each and every heart, but there was one I couldn’t let get too far. Her aesthetic star nestled safely for I will pride to invest what I can earn to relive this vibe over and over.
I Traveler
By: Tyler Ross
As I walk out into the optimistic world of all
Highway blues, while I cityscape through the breeze
I hear the calls of the past, "come back!"
"Please come back!" I will never come back
If I have learned one important life fact
It would be to hold your inner-child's heart close
Because it never loses its smile, for I toast
To a leap of justice and a rebellious teen
Don't ever let the roaches cling
And continue to follow the life long dream
I travel the road, this road in which I borrow
Past the cities, the hills, the trees for a better tomorrow
A traveler alone, I seek this traveler alone
Please don't come home
You can never ache for home
Tyler Ross
By: The Atrossity
T rust in my eyes is given always, but taken based upon fifty-fifty results
Y ou should question everything, I always say, that's thrown in your path
L ove is a persistently burning emotion I dish out amongst my peers
E volving vastly as an imaginative, abstract-witted thinker and writer
R espect is bestowed one-hundred percent to all my surrounding providers
R ealizes the level of communication I possess is a unique attribute
O verly loyal, attentive, and committed to all that’s important to me
S incerity is a gem, which lays inside my heart
S tands tall, calm, and follows an underdog lifestyle from the start
Blown Out Of Proportion
By: Tyler Ross
I’ve got an idea, that’s bound to break your fall
Let’s pretend you made it out alive
Don’t worry, they won’t even recognize you at all
What a subordinate reject you’ve stained to opposite eyes
Such a hopeless tragedy for promise
Why do you parade around wasting people’s time?
Follow the shine of the light at the end of the tunnel
The permanent county mishap kind
The valuable lesson is handy, so sign the dotted line
Make way for the loser’s intuition
You are the head of the class reunion
Can we please have a toast for the valedictorian?
The average wants your excuse to state, “I’m only human!”
You failed as the lead and we ask that you please
Put away the pledges and take a seat
Far away from anyone else; when you want to compete
You are a common case of the norm
A fledgling not quite ready for flight
Prepare to join the reoccurring storm
Back to the beginning where it all took place
Just another damn nobody
Who is way too easy to be replaced
Chumps Talk, Gentlemen Walk
By: Tyler Ross
Make your move and please think it through
Your filth tongue spits such malicious fire
My revenge is to overcome you
Held up on the macho man image
Who are you to attack my character?
You aren’t’ true
I’ve learned to question everything
I won’t let my guard down
The power control will come crumbling
Always smart with it, eh?
If so then, why are you slowly falling to your knees?
Relay that by me one more time
Whats a crime is your abuse on societies nice?
Your face is split showing twice
A cesspool of ignorance and animosity corrodes
Nothing worth giving a shit about you shows
Make that move you’ve been gunning about
Don’t slip up or you’ll continue ending up hurting yourself
The pain already is inflicted upon by the value of your importance
Those who call you a friend are in doubt
Wonder why they all walked away?
I’ll tell you, but I like the fact you continue to diminish today
Think of what you are really asking for
This very day you feel like a winner, but really you are a one man war
Keep your thoughts above the belt
What you can’t say nice, to me won’t be felt
Loss Of Color (The Golden Days)
By: Tyler Ross
Before you knew it, we were stepping out with grown shoes
Into a world moving beyond fast with nothing to lose
Get a career they said, it will be your ticket to a contented life
The next step is to set your sights on obtaining a wife
Times were changing and the American Dream was forcefully embedded
Our youth was over and what we knew became like old files shredded
Let’s go back and piece them all together
To a time where we looked odd in grandma’s knit sweaters
Long before hours of television and the over consumption of video games
Let’s relive days spent being young playing in the summer heat with just our Hanes
Memories of hide and seek or skateboarding with the neighborhood crew.
Tackle football, bikes, and cul-de-sac hockey motivation from watching D2.
We lived with the spirits inside our hearts and the imagination sprouted within our heads.
The days passed on by every time we closed our eyes under the sheets of our own beds.
Wiffle ball garage baseball and the ding-dong ditch rush
Playing tag in the streets trying to win by the arguments of a close touch
Beach escapades to the friendly quarrels revolving around competition wars
To name calling, wrestling battles, and mischievous ventures, once we step foot out our doors.
Wave bye to mom and dad because the white picket fence is gone
We had to substitute it all for a suitcase we knew was wrong
The childhood dreams are all we have left within ourselves
Let’s not abandon them by sticking to what we hate
Don’t replace true passion or let all the contribution go to waste
Let’s take a trip to the golden days
The golden days, where we didn’t have a care
These golden days, where we had scrapped knees and a fresh wave in our hair
Today we wake and find it’s not there
Let’s get going back to the golden days
The days of pure fresh breaths of air
Fleeing Heart
By: Tyler Ross
I worked so hard. I put so much in. To do it all again. I wouldn’t see a win. You never wanted me, but to keep me around. It makes me sad. So, I left town. Now, I flee from my heart. You did just enough and made it too tough. I flee from my own heart. I’ll move on knowing I did no wrong. Eye witnessed your actions all on display. You were a dream in reality, but now the end to a fading song. Oh no, I believe we’ve seen a turning point. Only to be forced with change. I worked hard for you. I proved them all wrong. Went all out and let my heart down. Time to kiss it all goodbye. There’s no point holding on. Wishful thinking leaves you hung by strings. Back to being a bird without wings. I flee from my heart.
The Channel Spectrum While In Search For Sanity
By: Tyler Ross
loop holes tremble as excuses, while pigeon holes seek freedom
I walk this road of understanding, but so many lack efficient rhythm
a decade of bad decisions I live with like a group of draining roommates
however, I possess the logic and reality of common sense's best students
my mouth is shut, but my brain is fatigued with neighboring ego stupidity
I continue to walk, but this time I do it bare foot
for the sheer experience of letting loose, I stay put
the direction isn't narrow like the swine who infest around
it's night out and my speed becomes faster trying to avoid the unwanted crowd
brilliance has been sold to one out of ten accompanying faces
dusk's recovery doesn't settle past any of my previous cases
from the beginning to the end in which I seek
a spurt of cold will attack, but the learned truth will send a retreat
creatures lash out to strip away anything I've come to be
there are numerous battle wounds, but they haven't reached the core of me
i've appeared weak, but the reward comes to the waiting war
triumphant will present a time as the fog rolls in quick
to drowing out the pictures of the atrocious matter
no longer will I have to see the wood without the grain
because there will be a nail in it for defending myself against the insane
striking away at the tyrant known as the critic
I gradually erase the expression of control from the aggressor to win it
I then thrashed around and in front of every possible bush
spraying them all with reform to expand the violence against themselves
eventually my quarter down the well wish will grant sized giants
to exchange with the venomous chattering substance and stomping them into mush
laughter arrived in time to celebrate this channel of escape
I gathered my wit, a bottle of my spirit, and sold the leftovers to their mistakes
Be Exposed or Abandon All Hope
By: Tyler Ross
It’s a feeling I’ve trapped far inside. The question of how much I should ride. The rules out being the nice guy. You’ve given me no choice, but to expose them tonight. Let’s put this in a whole new perspective. You’ve given me a whole new objective. How much will I push you to the edge? Before the last nerve is cut. For this I pledge. Allegiance against your selfish lies. Acting like my actions are a big surprise. Fuck you for changing your colors my dear. I’m glad my feelings are in the clear. It’s unfortunate for you honesty doesn’t exist. Who are you really cheating? When everything continues to persist. To a character that is slowly losing its appeal. Like a bottle passed on for being opened at the seal. I resend my invitation to you. Now a name that doesn’t ring a bell. Forgotten purposely. I wish you'd go to hell for the way you treated me.
Bad News
By: Tyler Ross
If today couldn’t be any worse. More bad news. I’ve got nothing left to lose. Shed my last layer. I’ve got nothing left to lose. Isn’t it funny how everything falls apart. To those with aesthetic hearts. I just don’t fucking care. If today couldn’t be any worse. More bad news. Every decision I choose. Blessed with bad luck. Every thing continues to get fucked. I sit here, so sincere in complete fear. Of what I’ve become. A soul of love plagued. I’m contagious with bad news. Life is attached with the blues. Singing for the hope of light. Black clouded with bad luck. Every thing continues to get fucked. Growing tired of all this repeat. Fuck it all. I’ve got nothing left to lose. I’ll defeat. More bad news.
Woulda Shoulda Coulda
By: Tyler Ross
There isn’t a day where the sun doesn’t shine. Like it or not life passes by. We live, we die. No questions asking why. I’m glad to see you go. Don’t want to ever sink so low. You selfish prick, get a grip. Learn to respect those who respect you back. Feed the lies. You can’t realize why I walked away. Been there before and numb to it all. There isn’t a day where I can’t recall I ever trusted you. I’m not sorry. The choice was made. I’ll live with mine as you play blind. You were nothing, but a big mistake. Get what’s coming to you. This world you’ve gone and chose. A cliché ending grows and regret will always show.
Killing The Dream
By: Tyler Ross
Live your life. I'll live mine. The ship has sailed. I'll be just fine. No more doubt. Positive choice. Reason in my voice. Left to be erased. Now guarded. Can't see your face. Been replaced. Moving on and on and on. Found a better place.
Low Blow
By: Tyler Ross
Talk your talk or keep your peace. Nose out of my business. Talk is cheap. Find yourself out to dry. Failure in your future. No reply. Word to the wise. Back it up. Time flies for goodbyes. More running of the mouth. There’s nothing left to prove. Except, you’re a fake. No time for you. Cut loose.
Overrated
By: Tyler Ross
Reach out for changes to be made. Wake to find you are nothing. You fade. Lost within your self.
Settling for less than you already are. You’re a 99 in a hundred crowd. Way too proud. You are no one. Fucking no one. Reality will come for you to be burnt. Life’s true crime. Stop sign. Waste of time.
Actions Over Words
By: Tyler Ross
Always late
Tempting fate
Last train home
No complaint
Sink or swim
Full of weight
Crash and burn
They’ll never learn
No respect
We’ll dissect
Ego trips
In full effect
Broken down
Don’t come around
Selfish core
What’s in store
Trendy setter
Nothing better
Set to fail
Attention getter
Common path
Fake a laugh
Discontent
Covered half
More to score
Actions poor
Words bore
Phony galore
Friendliness
Is deceitfulness
Happy we
Never wanted this
Kick the ground
Stand there proud
Walk on by
Part of the mass
Wake up
Your actions are obvious
Words are nothing
Only rude behavior
Can I ask a favor?
Never mind
There’s a limit line
Stranger At My Door
By: Tyler Ross
Didn’t know what I was thinking
We all know that roads been closed
Been running around in circles
Back in the same place but more exposed
Who’d guess you’d walk away
But linger close to myself
I had no idea your motives
Would have an impact on my health
So sick inside
Picked apart and left for the crows
I’m moving on
Cause we all know that’s what you want
Who am I to believe you’d change
Words are words but actions engage
A stranger at my door
Hands held out now wanting more
A stranger at my door
I cannot recognize you anymore
Strung along by your guessing games
You had a different plan
You said forever baby
But packed your bags again
You say I’m everything you want
I let myself be compromised
You say I’m everything and more
What’s there sure doesn’t add to the score
I’m locking you out
A stranger at my door
Hands held out now wanting more
A stranger at my door
I cannot recognize you anymore
The difference between me and you
Is the position that you stand
You go ahead and turn your back
For I am not your back-up plan
The time has been made for
now, you act like a stranger at my door
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Absent Childhood
By: Tyler Ross
a gluttonous household is found behind many doors
overly protected professional mother’s raising children
the lack of freedom appears throughout a possessive schedule
generally controlled and guided into a mirror image of their ruler
a sophisticated form of child abuse runs a common course
free will is an idea of the past
how long will the molding maltreatment in young lives last?
they rob the adventures of exploration
youth is spent carefully planned and monitored
play dates are advised instead of the simple act of being spontaneous
a free for all revolves around building carbon copies
the carelessness comes to the shaping of the child
what ever happened to stepping out into the wild?
new generation mothers corrupt the creativity of a young mind
forcefully managed by how they decide to spend their time
products of their environment
parents fail and continue to make the bigger statement
May's Angel
By: Tyler Ross
Light intercepts my eyes
Directing them into a past smile
A burst of electric shock bypasses through
I clinch tighter to her style
She smiles
Two years worth the while
An aura circulates my presence
As we meet half way
My cheeks put my muscles to work
Ear to ear
Oxygen rushes into gear
A summer dress captures and crafts an ultimate rapture
Energy exposed
Stories traded, while smiles escalated
Throughout the Sunday afternoon
Laughter was in permanent bloom
This month of May
Where I can sit back and reflect the day
I spent time with a beautiful angel
A Textbook Retrospect
By: Tyler Ross
I crossed into the city just the other day
From your perspective I’d say it was okay
Dandy like the smile you started off with
To the pokerface and the heart-blown kiss
You changed and I can say it with emphasis
To a cardboard cutout who’ll need a therapist
So lost in yourself
What can you do?
The true colors do show
While I’ll always stay in tune
Maturity is crucial
I hope you get there soon
Sincerity is respectful
I’m sorry; you need to leave the room
Excuses have become your vice
You are so bold now
How content you are with your life
One time its column A
Tomorrow its column B
You are going to need a map
To discover you’ve lead yourself out to sea
Shifty and inconsistent
Your life is advertised
Desperate for attention
Adding weight to your size
Call on the weakest links
You enjoy the dime a dozen
I hope you see your loss
Regret steps in as your closest cousin
You want to be alone
But you’ll put yourself up to date
You sure know how to make sense
When you’ve become a strike out at the plate
You walked a bridge and now you play with fire
What kind of person are you trying to inspire?
Such a sweet child who I can’t recognize
You aren’t high up
Who are you to big league me down to size?
I Am Me
By: Tyler Ross
I bloom in May, but leave by fall
I freeze at night, but warm up eventually after all
I grow old and learn many lessons
I tell stories, which hold many sessions
I climb trees for my escape
I hold my breath when I duck my head under a lake
I’m shy to the world, can’t you see?
I run from the many gifts, which are free
I’m inspired, but hardly impressed
I sleep hours away getting too much rest
I travel the globe and barely take pictures
I get watery eyes because I miss her
I’m an overachiever and a dating disaster
I am too nice and a romantic bastard
I overly smile and follow my heart
I confuse people with my art
I dream large and settle for less
I tend to stow my stress
I’m calm like the act of meditation
I stay steadfast by demonstration
I cram my brain like an overfilled suitcase
I cheat myself from my potential weight
I avoid confrontation with subject change
I play it smart, but repeatedly lose, which is strange
I feel left out some of the time
I never lead myself to cross the line
I’m the poster boy gentleman
I won’t allow my patience to wear thin
I’ve accepted last, but never least
I am driven to communicate my peace
I hang in the balance like a pendulum still
I play my goals like a kite, chasing it up the hill
I dig my shovel the deepest being all that I can be
I am the last endangered fish swimming in the sea
I beat myself up over the title of perfection
I’m the man in the mirror with no reflection
I am me.
Indestructible
By: Tyler Ross
everybody knows the story of the honest man
who never let negativity into his head
took everything life ever threw, standing so tall
forever remain trusted and indestructible
day to day, he followed his heart
lived up to his expectations from the start
the type of man you wanted by your side
determined in life with the persistent vibe
he’s the nine-to-five with the extra hour
while the lilies died, he picked a different flower
he’s the man who stood up for the warmest hearts
when the rest of the world wanted to break them apart
so please teach the young ones this
don’t stress the small stuff, react when there’s seriousness
when you’ve got nothing to lose, you’re in a better state of mind
you’re like the sun; maintain your light and burn on
what could have been isn’t even an option
he answered me with this
everyone you’ll love will take you for a ride
you’re indestructible, your spirit will never die
indestructible, a man who continues to believe
indestructible, like a tree with one lasting leaf
he’s the man who never called it quits
indestructible, his life lived with no regrets
Vanity's Slave
By: Tyler Ross
traveling to see the vain man
gather your material, your main plan
make it count
for its going to be a one-sided ride
do you breathe him in to get high?
you aren't as important to him
a slave to his obsession
he'll walk away
with tears in your eyes
you're his cheap sexual game
confused little girl
mistaken love for looks
hypocrisy replaces shame
you are the one to blame
sick excuse for a woman's name
ripped to shreds
by a temporary transition
tricked over and over
robbed with fallacious words
behind your back
he becomes unfaithful
another notch to his belt
still in a hurry
you reach for sex to be felt
so full of himself
is this what its come to?
Can You Feel It?
By: Tyler Ross
open up your eyes
see things clear
fresh breath of air
can you feel it now?
can you feel it coming back again?
you’ve drifted away
I’m coming clean
quickly you forget my name
a wolf at your door
attracted to the vain
smitten the common way
easily replaced
born to lead on
i should have known
chameleon like tendencies
i can't recognize your face
you no longer live in that skin
do you feel?
hope this pain opens up your eyes
what you don’t see
you can’t feel
open them up
see everything clear
life just isn’t the same
this pain you can’t feel
understanding hurts
can you feel it now?
A New Change Of Pace
By: Tyler Ross
Drop in by the nose
Take it slow and cruise
The ride is for experience
The lesson is none
Get up and do it again
Stick up for your rights
Live within yourself
Take aim with your sights
Hero of the blue
Hero of the cement
Walker of the streets
Hipster of the new generation
Coast in manifestation
Pose with confidence
Live with no one watching
Leave the same as your entrance
A new change of pace
Life On The Rise
By: Tyler Ross
You pack your belongings
You head for the door
You kiss your loved ones goodbye
You exit the door
Sometimes you have to see the world
To find out what you left behind
Obstacles will follow
Be thankful you are free
Never back down
Put strength behind you ultimately
Grow up and prosper
Stay true to those and yourself
Conquer your goals
Don’t let go of your dreams
Stay on point
Evaluate your self
Never given in
Steadily seek the win
Life on the rise
Sometimes to accomplish the things you love
You leave the ones you love behind
Life on the rise
My life on the rise
New Age Uproar (21st Century)
By: Tyler Ross
Further and further away
We watch the tides as they fade
Centuries have come and gone
The older we get
The more we don’t get along
Competition
We tend to one up the next
Pushing the envelope
Not giving it a rest
Peace is an illusion these days
Sold as a temporary word
Nobody to collect the life time award
Searching for a solution
Not a muscle movement in the concept
Too much waste
Too much pollution
Rotten minds are the new frequent instrument used
Fused antagonism sky rockets in large numbers
We are the destroyers of familiar borders
No world order within ourselves
Too busy burning bridges
Not keeping thoughts to one self
Relinquishing the next like the common cold
These days are reflected like a nine square letter fold
Today nothing stays gold
Silver lining maybe the strongest hold
Togetherness a rare notion
Selfishness continues to swim our ocean
Peace is an illusion these days
His Casualty
By: Tyler Ross
Made perfect all around
She is one of many I know
Heart stopping, there’s so much to show
Crosses your life, but doesn’t even know
You’re speechless, and its hard to think about it
Girl, has it great or so she knows
Her man plays her as he comes and goes
Lies rule her life, but smiles always show
And still she chooses to be with him
Tell me, did he sweep you off your feet?
And then, was he consistent early before his retreat?
Girl, when will you realize it’s all fake?
Please don’t continue to make another mistake
Because you are way too divine
You should be treated like you are one of a kind
Think about it, don’t rewind
You are an amazing find
Example
It hurts me to see you with him
When I know you’ll always just be
Another casualty
I can’t sleep
And it crushes at my heart
You’re so breathtaking like a falling star
But still another casualty
Her mind’s set so
She chooses to ignore
The one who loves her and adores
She feels respected and safe in his arms
But it’s only a matter of time
When you are replaced and he feels satisfied
And you’re left crying feeling less alive
Don’t be foolish and follow the signs
Before you’re used, alone with another goodbye
Did he sweep you off your feet?
And then, was he consistent early before his retreat?
Girl, when will you realize it’s all fake?
Please don’t continue to make another mistake
Because you are way too divine
You should be treated like you are one of a kind
Think about it, don’t rewind
You are an amazing find
It hurts me to see you with him
When I know you’ll always just be
Another casualty
I can’t sleep
And it crushes at my heart
You’re so breathtaking like a falling star
But still another casualty
Priceless, I know
He can’t recognize your magnificence
So, he don’t deserve you like I do
Girl, dig down deep within you
Irreplaceable not to spare
Its time someone truly cared
It hurts me to see you with him
When I know you’ll always just be
Another casualty
I can’t sleep
And it crushes at my heart
You’re so breathtaking like a falling star
But still another casualty
Priority Party or Beneficial Priority
By: Tyler Ross
if you think you are slick
go find yourself some glue
because you are all over the place
no stability, meaning i'm not following you
if you believe i'm a joke
then go back to your clown
he'll teach you better tricks
like how to slut yourself around
against all odds i'll smash it
down to nothing, i'm moving past it
coast to coast, you aren't on my level
way far behind and below like the devil
eyes to the sky and ask yourself why
put up those hands and pray for a reply
if the answer is no, then find another guy
while you party out your brain, i won't kiss you goodbye!
Immovability
By: Tyler Ross
Accelerate seasonal shifts transcribed between souls
Elevate elusive beauty beyond eyes to the deserver of harmony
Colossal moments seized over divine works of aspiration
Visualization shapes titanic virtues of perfection
A holy alliance of patience formulated through immense expression
Confessions laser zip landlines devoted as a focal point targeting flawless attention
Air service shot globally in concentration for important destinations
Brain ingenuity conceived over interfered particles of sound
Justified geniality controls the clock hands in permanence
Everlasting urges propel like dynamite to its surroundings
Super sonic waves conjure into reality as solid foundation dead bolting doubt still
Superlative communication masks as the adhesive
Yielding is restricted for a pair using internal and external examples of amity
Dedication upholds the power shaft driven into action daily
Never ending emotion reinforces the rope tighter and closer to complete
Shaded
By: Tyler Ross
the yellows hit just right
but i am shaded
transportation glides onward
but i am shaded
a purpose today for most
but i am shaded
my mind is like a blender
causing me to wear thin
i am still shaded
show me the yellows
show me that bright blue sky
show me your heart again
so i can be alright
i am shaded for i want to say
i am shaded, please pave back my way
still shaded on 3rd street and Hauser
i am silenced as the rain showers
help me
i am shaded
i need to be dry
i am still shaded
Nice & Comforting
By: Tyler Ross
its crazy how i got here
all these promises cut so loose
attentive to the bone
why does fate drag me by its noose?
actions speak louder than words darling
no surprises when
leaving hands oh so empty
time passes me by
i'll never understand
being myself casts me out
i've got to realize
the fear you have
in something like a dream
and its haunting me
why you said what you did
nice and comforting
its almost like you don't understand
why i stuck around so long?
feeding my heart with passion
every damn day
the momentary space provided
could fill voids of success
patience, support from every corner
then, why did you let me go?
i'll never understand
being myself casts me out
i've got to realize
the fear you have
in something like a dream
and its haunting me
why you said what you did
nice and comforting
it's been so long for you to come to your senses
i thought i lost you or maybe i already have
i can't tell the signs
they are all over the place
i'll never understand
being myself casts me out
i've got to realize
the fear you have
in something like a dream (come true)
and its haunting me
why you said what you did
nice and comforting
My Best Friend
By: Tyler Ross
Sometimes I can’t grasp
what I’m feeling inside
I wish I could see your face
or that last moment in time
I wonder what I’d be like to see you again
you were so close, but now so far away
my best friend
I remember the days
where I never left your side
two big smiles and laughter
but again I’m crushed tonight
your life was so fragile
too short, taken so fast
I sit here lonely, waiting
will you come back
I won’t forget you
I’ll see you again
One day we’ll meet again
my best friend
Sun Bright Over LA City Lights
By: Tyler Ross
Its raining in Los Angeles but the sky is black
The ground is dry and there’s a welcome mat
Passage for one a bond not be broken
A smile for two will bring the token
Laughter is the feel good drag
The gentle touch along my long sleeve plaid
Innocence renown as love still lay shy
God’s love divided down the middle multiplies
Soft droplets hardly felt
Moments pass defeating all drought
Life progresses on graciously the Lord’s way
Designed to be together so blissful in every way
The heart yearns for only one
She is my permanent light bright as the sun
Apple Seeds Make Apples & Two Generate Sparks
By: Tyler Ross
beauty flows
beauty knows
life exposed
life glows
heart pumps
heart jumps
eyes attach
eyes match
hands hold
hands mold
smiles prove
smiles sooth
months learn
months yearn
feelings sent
feelings meant
love forever
love together
faith begins
faith wins
words feel
words heal
two continue to bloom roots.
Fearful Runaway
By: Tyler Ross
you stand in my way
i need you out
my space isn't enough
i need more
can't you see I'm greedy
stop your sincerity
let go of your feelings
it's easy, so watch me do so
not important anymore
you are spun in my trap
fingers stuck together
try and pull away
you can't because your hooked
poor baby, poor little fool
i let go, why can't you?
everything i said was planned
good guys aren't worth it
i need trouble
i don't listen to myself
i'm influenced by third parties
my priorities slip down the cracks
too much on my plate, can't relate
you're too perfect to keep around
i don't make sense
logics just aint my cup of tea
i'd rather have a mediocre relationship
life, love, and happiness the odd way
i'm in love, but don't know how to stay
easily separated from my driven mentality
i've lost my image of you out of the blue
please let go, i don't make sense
please let go, i'm in total pretend defense
i wish i was stronger, i'm not...go!
Music Love
By: Tyler Ross
M anifests all around me
U nderstands what i see
S tyles vary
I enjoy all genres
C ompletes the missing links
L ives within every aspect of life
O pen minded individual
V ersed with incredible knowledge
E ndless amounts of passion
Doubt & Misdirection
By: Tyler Ross
dying to hold onto your crutch.
you fail at attempts of success.
money matters most.
when you value everything less.
catapult into a world of dreams.
hovered by cries expecting everything.
questions everybody has to answer.
lying to yourself only hurts one.
your feelings weigh you down a ton.
anchoring everything to the foundation.
a poisoned atmosphere encased within.
a walking disease latches to your soul.
fear devours you whole.
ignorance follows your every move.
your heart lives for malice.
while independence has no light.
separations is no where in sight.
the revolution of gluttony is here.
popular by demand and staying near.
influence annihilates all chance.
you can't establish your convictions.
when emotions rule.
you find yourself in front of a mirror.
prying on flaws.
an optimism theme
that one day you'll be in the clear.
only if you dare to be called out.
the world rotates on
while you drown in the sea of doubt.
Vision Glued Across The Water
by: Tyler Ross
traveling where the sunset shows
the world becomes still
as time is consumed trying to catch up
as it grows
I’m capturing immaculate beauty
beyond her deep hypnotic eyes
brings heart warming attention
along with a smile I’d like to mention
that can paint personality to any room
she accomplished that
as my desire was developed by lovely words spoken in tune
so I ask myself
why me?
no response apparently life’s mystery
and until then, I wonder
why me?
searching for answers
when days go by and we move closer
such an immense angel looms near the sea of distance
calling my name to spread grace with persistent waves
in direction to her happiness
I strive to reach out for
an unforgettable impression so effective
amnesia is impossible
I’ll dig deep, hands down in hopes of the key to her astonishing heart
no regrets cause this stunning young lady was burned into me from the start