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Tyler Matthew Nov 2018
I've spent so much time
thinking of you
that I don't know who
I really am now.
I've spent all this time
promising
that I'll change, but
I dont know if I can now.

Everything is happening
in cycles.
One minute were laughing,
and next we cry.
And all I've had with me
to see me through
are friends who sport
a hungry eye.

No wonder you don't see that change is going on inside of me.
No wonder you don't feel loved.
How could I when you're killing me?
Tyler Matthew Nov 2018
Would you dig a tunnel to me -
one that's wide enough for you -
so you can reach me through this distance?
Prove to me I matter, too.

And would you walk from end to end,
in the dark and all alone,
just to touch me one more time,
or see just how much I have grown?

I have laid a road to you.
Many times I've wandered on it.
I can never find the end.
I guess I'm just a hypocrite
Tyler Matthew Oct 2018
There's a girl from Ohio.
She's only searchin' for true love,
but her hands are tied
to the whipping post
in the town square
where she grew up.

And there's a boy
who lives next to her.
He walks past her nearly every day.
But he thinks that she's
lost her little mind,
so he just turns from her
and walks away.

Her father is a minister,
and her mother is a ghost now.
She never learned to say hello,
but she prob'ly wouldn't anyhow.

Well, there's a girl from Ohio.
She's only searchin' for true love,
but her hands are tied
to the whipping post
in the town square
where she grew up.

Now her tears mix
with the raindrops
fallin' on top of her.
Her heart's caving
like a cabin roof,
and you know
there's no saving her.

And you can hear her
moaning in the night
if you bend your ear
to her, hear her yell.
And even though you
don't know her name,
you know her story
all too well.

And there's a girl from Ohio.
She's only searchin' for true love,
but her hands are tied
to the whipping post
in the town square
where she grew up.
Tyler Matthew Oct 2018
Sunset colors drip down the walls.
Pools of sunlight splash.
Solitude is overwhelming
when you have no hash.
Tyler Matthew Oct 2018
In ancient times, you once were mine,
and we were queen and king.
The jesters all sang songs for us,
and gifts did royals bring.
I held your hand,
walked through the land
while people smiled at us.
We never spoke an angry word,
content with all there was.

But soon enough, Jealousy
let himself into our gate.
And riding close behind was Lust
and Lonliness and Hate.
They rode into our castle then,
and took your hand from mine.
And rushing you away with them,
they spilled all of our wine.

I gathered up my forces,
20,000 banners blew.
Rallying behind our love,
we went in search of you.
We must've marched 1,000 miles
before I heard your voice -
much unlike the one I knew,
little more than just a noise.

I spied you in a tower high,
chained in your misery.
The subtleties of love, to you,
were just a mystery.
Then I resolved to break the walls
that kept you there from me.
So many died, and tears were cried,
but there was victory.

And now I have here, built for you,
a tower of my own.
I'll keep you there within my sight
as I sit on my throne.
And the walls that are surrounding us
are strong and high and true -
a symbol of our victory
and my love for you.
Written to the melody of "Blunderbuss" by Jack White
Tyler Matthew Oct 2018
I'm in love with you,
     and that's why this breeze
     blows for me.
     It's why the trees
     shake their leaves,
     why the sun peeks
     around the horizon,
     and why the moon rises
     and let's fall her silver
     light on me.
I'm in love with you,
     and it's why the river
     flows through this -
     as blood through
     lover's veins,
     as sweat on binded lips,
     as rain on buried roots
     (the fruit of which
     grows strong and sweet).
   I'm in love with you,
  and if again we ever meet,
 I will leave for you a gift,
though none as great as these.
Tyler Matthew Oct 2018
Please don't get upset
when I tell you I've been drinking.
It's the only thing to do
that'll keep my mind from thinking
of the day we split apart
just as the sun had started sinking.
But I think I see it coming up, yet.

And please don't ask me how
I let the passion pass away
when you were always the only one
who could brighten up my day.
These kinds of questions have no answers.
Ain't there something else to say?
Just say it to me, here and now.

I know you think about me
when you lie awake in bed.
But you've got too much pride to call,
you just go to sleep instead.
And that's why when I see you now
it's lightly I must tread.
My whole wide world is hanging by a thread.
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