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 May 2017 Tyler Frisbie
Aubree S
Drained hands,
glued together.

Their silvered lips,
remain hostage.

In fear of,
rejection.
 Feb 2017 Tyler Frisbie
Aubree S
I lay here on my lawn below the sunrise.
That's known for the comfort warmth,
it grants my spirit.

I release my hate into an unknown atmosphere,
as the pollution eats it away.
While my body relaxes to the,
dancing grass; that tickles my soft skin.

The smell of my grandfather garden,
shows each breath honesty.
Breathing out the paranoid headaches,
and inhaling the victory of self respect.

I listen to the silence of the trees,
sending peace into the
wonders of my mind.

Allowing me to relinquish any control,
and still feel as one with myself.
 Feb 2017 Tyler Frisbie
Aubree S
Their relationship weeps
many different shades of blue.
Feeling low-spirited, overwhelmed,
and miserable.

Her torn tears,
cause the massive fog
that puts out the fire to their passion.

Blocking her mind with hollow dreams,
cursing his destiny with her dark trust.
His cold heart freezes her warm one.
They are both suffocated by
each other’s frustration.

One major mistake: believing
that they once loved each other,
but it was only their desperation:

For comfort,
for safety,
for happiness.
 Feb 2017 Tyler Frisbie
Aubree S
The raging fire,
must be crying for the impeded heart,
of whom was left behind in the black smoke.
Flaring with tension of a greedy man,
who imposters his own soul.

Blistering his self esteem,
scaring his personality,
burning away his desires.

Within the crackling sounds that reveals,
the dark overcast that's hoarding his life away.
With preflexed flames lining his positive thoughts,
that lurks between his suicidal mind.

Poisoning his lungs,
fogging his version,
restraining his voice.

His weak body erupts into a leery shadow,
collapsing beneath the shattered confidence.
Suffocating from the lack of empathy,
combusting his last breathe.
 Feb 2017 Tyler Frisbie
Aubree S
I.
A man with a generous heart
and kind smile of giving:
with a mind filled with wisdom and compassionate thoughts,
placing himself last and his loved ones first.
II.
He comes from a home where he is the middle child:
a father who loves farming,
a mother who loves cooking.
III.
He has the hands of a hardworking man,
hands that define a successful life:
a life of drag races,
construction sites,
and being a wonderful grandfather.
IV.
He is the man who provides more
for me and my family than he ever should have to.
He is the man who I want to walk me down the aisle on my big day.
He is the man who is my papa,
who holds a special spot in my heart.
 Feb 2017 Tyler Frisbie
Aubree S
Our lives are defeated
with our only achievement,
being overthrown.

Sheltering from the:
ran down parks
robbed houses
crimeful news stories.

Committing to the markets that
lay across the streets,
conflicting sinful actions.

Restless dreams leaving us awake
counting down our memories,
as our days are rushed away.

Minds are only focus for the
numbness; floating to the demons
within our souls.

Our only escape
is lurking with the
shadows of the streets,
searching for the next victim
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