May 25th, 8AM

May 25th, 8AM
by: Tyler Ross

We met over coffee
with limited time.
The roast was okay,
but your presence sublime.
A couple of delightful hours
zipped on by
and yet,
soon you had to fly.
Work was calling,
time to say goodbye.
Collected a couple moments
by film photo choice.
I left smiling
with wonder thinking
of the kindness in your voice.
Not enough day spent,
I selfishly thought.
Will we get more time,
or was this all we got?
Months have gone by
and still I smile
when thinking of you.
Happy when your name pops up
even if I've been blue.
I want to stand out.
Be a name to you.
See you again face to face.
Get to know the real you.
And fill in all this unknown space.
More time spent, which I chase.

What's It To You?

What’s It To You?

by: Tyler Ross

Everything fades and goes away.

The game of life you constantly play.

Time doesn’t heal, it hardens your mind.

You either learn to deal or get left behind.

Face the facts and force yourself to carry on.

Find your bliss before you’re gone.

It's a cold world with too many that take.

Move on from the greedy, unkind and fake.

It’s hard to cope when you rarely relate.

Always feeling like you’ve gotta escape.

The ego, the one-uppers, the disrespectful fools,

the big mouths sucking the air out of the rooms.

The liars, cheaters, and manipulative scum

poisoning healthy human progression one by one.

The self-centered, selfishly consumed

lacking empathy adding more Earthly doom.

We’ll all be gone soon.

So, what’s it to you?

If I'm A Bird, Then You're A Bird

If I'm A Bird, Then You're A Bird
By: Tyler Ross

Immediately drawn in
to see, to hear
and know this is where you want to be.
Taking it all in,
yet mesmerized with joy
and constantly wishing for one more minute.
All in and when she smiles,
you smile that much more.
The world becomes more silent,
her laugh carries the tranquil score.
What an incredible feeling
driving you to know and want more.
Every day you find yourself in thought,
wanting to explore.
A possibility where you completely
stand out
and she wants even more.
A constant give and take
igniting two
all the way into the inner core.
What do you do when this feeling shows?
What's the natural way to help it grow?
Given my impact has been felt.
Given there's a chance now that time has
been dealt.
She sits radiant in my mind
and I'm jazzed she's there.
To get to know her more
is the coolest.
Such a fresh breath of air.
No one can hold a candle to.
No one to compare.

Braindead

Braindead

By: Tyler Ross

There’s a disconnect

over saturating the world.

Uploaded, downloaded, 

distorted and distractingly whirled 

human connect falls 

to its knees

begging for another fix

training the brain to submit

more minds dead in the mix

controlled and summoned

A life inside a screen

a world with less of a dream

trapped where no one cares if you scream

with everything at hand

retaining information

is now foreign to understand

reevaluate what’s at stake

when obsession becomes a big mistake

desensitized,

no longer can we relate

you can’t get out

unless you go away

a less civilized and lazy Earth

our price to fucking pay

Take a stand

Get out while you still can

Reprogram the brain

Do more than you can

Its on us to reconnect

and snap out of it

dig up our roots

or live with what we get

braindead with a life in debt

What If?

What If?

By: Tyler Ross

An individual 

that stands out 

on their own.

A person you’re very impressed by.

A wit and intelligence 

that’s infectious.

Aesthetically radiant to you.

Wow’d by all the time.

Constantly on your mind.

A place so safe

Where you always feel great.

Appreciated.

Reciprocated.

Space given,

Life driven.

Empathy livin’.

A smile that floors you 

to the core.

And keeps you on your toes,

wanting more.

A.P.C.

A.P.C.
By: Tyler Ross

Rapidly darting around inside my head,
are the thoughts of you.
Heavy with feeling,
I don't feel well.
I want to cry.
Seeing your life blossom
with love and bliss is beautiful,
yet I am asking myself why.
Why the hurt inside?
Why the shame?
You're gonna be a mum soon.
Nothing will be the same.
Only the greatest gain.
Something inside my brain
wants to add torturous bricks to my shoulders
and I feel like I'm under water.
Dying to breathe.
Dying to make this all go away.
I'm haunted by my thoughts,
the memories of you.
The things I wished were different.
The things I wish I didn't do.
I was younger and somewhat without a clue.
Who knew I'd be so blue,
while the Earth rotates on
and I turned into an outsider
watching you go on
to be the best mum,
girlfriend,
and a more lovely human being,
who grew up and proved me wrong.
I'll bury my head in tears to City & Colour
- "Casey's Song."

Dwelling For Light

Dwelling For Light

By: Tyler Ross

in this dark place,

you may find fragments

of me

my existential crisis

the deepest fears

and the sadnesses,

which have consumed,

relented

and fractured

their way into hope.

Broken

and trying. Clawing my way out.

I don’t feel close,

as I tread through;

the loneliness 

hugging this tight space.

Breath short,

eyes in haze

and mind close to cave.

Dreams, wishes

surfacing into place

again working my being

as I’m further from

one thing wanted 

oh, you know 

not just a taste 

that becomes fleeting

and leaves my heart aching

beating for more

until their is nothing

more than feeling stranded

a build up of connecting

to be left

abandoned

again and again

back into the cycle,

to this hole.

Cold breaking my soul,

when I don’t want to be

buried beneath

the things consistently 

taking its toll.

Further losing control.

Like binging a large pizza

then debating another slice when full.