Re-Learning To Love Thy Self: A.P.C. Part 2

Re-Learning To Love Thy Self: A.P.C. Part 2

by: Tyler Ross

Still figuring out how to love myself.

I try to look deep down

and there’s a sadness 

affecting my health.

I know it’s there.

Love lost because I decided to

tear at my heart

Dared to part

with the warmest I’ve known

from my life’s start.

I fucking ruined what I had

because I was scared of my new home.

The sweetest love.

Ready, aimed and soared above

the unknown

out of my mind

and away from the ultimate love possibilities.

Accepted and protected,

I was.

Lost my second chance all because

I had it all and I dropped the biggest ball 

one can get in this life.

I feel antsy almost every night.

Tight in my chest and in my mind, 

alright?

You don’t leave my mental site.

And that’s all right.

I’ve tried and you always seem to be 

the brightest light. 

I’m still so far, 

so far from being.

From loving me again.

So I can fully love again.

Okay? 

I was wrong. So wrong.

You were right.

It’s time to say…

Good night. 

My own hell, I set.

I’ve still got so much regret.

Stuck in a life full of inner hurting debt.

Gambled. Lost it all the day I jet.

I’ve still got so much regret. 

I'M SO SORRY!

Back in time to the day we met.

Rewrite the day I left.

Was It Even Worth It?

Was It Even Worth It?

By: Tyler Ross

We take it in and accept its stay.

A powerful tool, but just a tool,

okay?

It runs our lives and measures our worth.

So we believe in the validation

forgetting our limited time on this Earth.

Counting the numbers like currency

It’s absurd.

Depressed from as little as one word.

We bully ourselves just as much

as we torment each other.

Ego to the brain, destroying the sane,

smothered by this addiction.

You’d think this was fiction.

Or a junky’s depiction, 

the way we’re controlled

by these lies.

Be pretty, loud, and proud, more fit,

less wit and more superficial bullshit!

Heads lost in the clouds. 

It’s not legit, so quit

while you’re ahead.

Instead of checking out

unaware of what reality has fed.

A life logged in 

consuming significant amounts of time.

One day real eyes will visualize real lies.

Word to the wise before your soul dies.

You’re worth more than a tap on the screen.

You’re worth more even if you aren’t being seen.

You’re worth more than the amount of friends you’ve got.

You’re worth more than 

all this distraction has taught.

You’re worth it, and that’s a hell of a lot.