Drinking Technology’s Steroids

Drinking Technology’s Steroids

By: Tyler Ross

Too much bass n’ the speakers, 

noise features

spoken to ignorant creatures

acting like teachers when they need 

to listen more.

I’m no preacher 

to these technology leachers,

reaching for the lie.

Behind the eyes

sad goodbyes 

foreshadowed from every

last reply.

No more wise

with robotic cries

too numb to remember

any real emotion.

Digital size 

only counts

on the rise.

Apocalyptic

human demise.

A new potion

for a few to despise.

While not enough

neglect

the deadly prize

for a new life

controlled

by comparison,

virtual pollution

and lies 

ahead is an over saturated market

forging a violent sea of death in disguise.

Making it harder for us to go back

and revise.

Did we really try?

No.

Look around.

Feel. See. Educate.

No?

Too late.

No escape.

No surprise.

Frequent Flier Miles

Frequent Flier Miles

By: Tyler Ross

We took that ride home

got carried away.

We took that ride home

another day.

Lost in the clouds

and endless blue.

Down that path

where I hurt you.

Cost me more than just love.

A part of me died soaring above.

Back to California

without a clue.

Head frozen,

nothing new.

Stuck in reflection,

What do I do?

Nothing new.

Thoughts of you.

Oh, those thoughts of you.

Wish I really knew what to do.

Burrie Burrie Me

Burrie Burrie Me

By: Tyler Ross

Years and Years ago,

a restaurant

in the valley,

we chatted over food.

Superb.

A new friend.

Same University,

more ways to extend

our friendship grew roots.

Television shows and intelligent convos,

laughter and enjoyment kept us there.

So many smiles,

so much joy.

It was easy to be your friend,

even when I annoyed.

You liked me,

then I liked you.

That cycle went on,

even if I played like I didn't have a clue.

Life separated,

then life drew us back in.

Always easy to start back up,

through thick and thin.

You were there for me,

and I for you.

We bonded a lot.

Got closer over the years.

Sex came into our picture

and even more cheers.

You were the most thrilling,

intoxicating and

some trouble.

We started and stopped

and started and stopped.

Closer friends,

I liked you a lot.

But kept my cool.

I think you sorta knew.

Visits became less frequent,

even if I didn't want them to.

Whenever I saw you after,

still

heartbeats like crazy.

With lots of time to think,

fuck,

you got me,

amazing!

Thoughts of you all the time.

Headspace covered.

Devine.

Still, always on my mind.

Still, always on my mind.

Can't shadow your shine.

Only now I reflect,

wondering if we'll ever get back that time.
In my mind.

Worded Weapons

Worded Weapons
By: Tyler Ross

I’m equipped with the lyrical fire 

that’s desired,

which will take you higher, than the liars 

backing you like a choir

to inspire.

Even if you didn’t know it.

You admire.

The way your eyes reply, its not a disguise

but in the open, putting the truth in motion

and leaving you wanting more

I’m quotin’

like good sex leaving you in a hex

reflectin’ at the time

I’m devine.

Leaving you the greatest impression in your mind.

As I rhyme

and climb up your spine.

Addiction infliction

as you study my diction

you become fixin’

on every line

I’m not missin’

but I’m kissin’ your memory

planting the rich treasury

that’s travelin’ all feathery

hugging the shit outta your soul.

You lack control

as I devour you whole.

My verbal education

and positive vibrations

ignite the coals in your heart.

Smoking you out.

I spark art

Destroying you to the core

And soon,

you’ll be no more.

I, Purge

I, Purge

By: Tyler Ross

I’m vulnerable.

I leap.

My feelings seep.

They can make me weak.

Misinterpreted by hypocritical ears.

They aren’t my friends.

We play “just pretend”

socially on the net to no end.

No need to extend

since they refuse my hand

and try to make an effort.

I bite my tongue

meet teeth to teeth

to refrain from sinking deep

or losing any sleep.

Its no use.

No peace, no truce.

The world’s fucked and lost its juice.

What’s the use?

Amongst judgmental beings

stained with their shifty in betweens.

Nothing is good enough.

But everything can be seen.

No attention can be held.

Distractions always felt.

I blame me for even bothering

now its fucking with my health.

I’ll walk away

before I decay

and compromise my sanity.

Too much vanity,

ego driven fantasy

you’re all so dead.

Six feet under me

living off all this insanity.

With or Without You

With or Without You

by: Tyler Ross

Place your bet

make it count.

The hand you deal,

for the exact amount.

Lots of noise,

remove the buzz.

Focus your mind,

stay away from what was.

Learn from silence,

face your facts.

Don’t underestimate fear,

it’ll send you two steps back.

Forward progress,

lift your anchor.

Be careful with who you trust.

Lead with heart,

not anger.

Open your mind,

and see,

the endless amount of possibilities.

Let go of hope.

No more doubt.

Relinquish control

and reroute

The time is now.

Nothing Lasts Forever

Nothing Lasts Forever

By: Tyler Ross

Your so-called intentions are no extension

to how you truly feel.

You play people pretending to be their friend,

but in the end

you’re just as pathetic 

as the words your actions could never live up to.

Who’s fooling who?

I’ve got some unsolicited advice for you!

Nothing lasts forever.

One day those knocks at your door will cease.

Nothing lasts forever.

No will to feed this lowlife beast.

Our ties have been fully severed.

Oh, you think you’re clever

serving me your excuses

countless times

and rendering my attempts useless?

If you wanted to, you would have.

Speak up when spoken to.

It takes two.

Keep doing what you do,

cause in the end

no one will extend

or pay you the time of day

when this is how you choose to behave.

Please do me a favor

and evolve

or go the fuck AWAY!