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Tyler Jones Jan 25
I don’t fit in this position
Some kind of split indecision
Hesitation is forbidden
I’m learning how to listen
Im blind baby ur such a vision
That I forget my name
Nothing is the same
And its screaming at me from every way
Simon says! Sit! Stay! dead play! Paid my way back in the hazy daze say im lazy i remain unfazed
Truth taints, i mean tames, trains, track marks, tie me off when the tires start but shhhh tease em like a ****
Pop top dark art
God loves hacks hearts and umbrellas
He be a fair fella
Four Cinderellas
But just one fine foot will be the tella
Said i sell her
Doctors, tellers
Im just an old yeller
Couldnt say better
Bet big bounties on kind feathers
Bleached ****** leather
Linus in the trap look at that
Now hes back
Bottling his crap
Whats he at?
Stacks and stacks
Conned the king pin
G’s up to the ceiling
Caught him up and then i filled him
But my soft hands soft killed em
Sinking sands
Through my hands
Tyler Jones Jan 24
I don’t feel the heat
Yeah I don’t feel the street
I don’t feel the fire in your eyes
I must be dividing up what once was mine and yours
Serpents on the beach
Estranged strangers that we meet
How we’ve come so far from the shore and sinking in our feet
I don’t feel divided like when I
Left my lion on your shore before  
Must be residing
On some foreign lore
Tyler Jones Jan 24
It just takes one
One sick ick icky slip n sin
And some. thing. starts.  too two to stick
Blowin away
with the dolls of voodoo (there’s just so much to do)
and their thin pin limbs
(You’re just tryyying to fittt innn)
Deep in where your mind tick tick ticks
Your crawlin
Outta yer skins ta
(Get your fix *****)
Hit that vein and runaway with it
Now all your dreams they start to drip
Dowwwwn
Here it comes now!
You thought you’d get your crown
Now your bending over and down
Everytime that eye comes around
Heads pressed again the wall
You don’t give in you won’t give up
You just stall
(You know it all)
Better cat cat catch your breath
Before the the rest get get get you bled
Before the best gets gets gets you dead
And now you know too much in your head
And your hands are are arrre all red!
Ahhhh!

So you tryyyy to hiiiide it all awayyyyy again
You know you’re soooooo conser va tive
You know you said
You’d nevvver liiiiie to your closest friends
But here you arrrrre aaaagin
hiding in a box looking like a skeleton
Diggin in a bag with your fingertips
Ohhhh don’t get to close or it might stick!
Sterilizing every thought that feels too thick
Might be a drag
After all
You gotta lock to pick
The cuffs on your back
Tearing your wrists to shreds
Can you stretch it long enough to make it last?
You know you don’t have to win just have to make it past the last…
Aren’t you exhausted?
Always on your last gasp
Isn’t this how you got here
You blinked
And it was past
Oh now you miss your innocence?
Haha
Tyler Jones Jul 2021
I was looking so reckless
You were looking so wrecked
We were on the edge of something
Riding on the crest
You were running from something I didn’t understand
I was trying to find my footing, trying to be the man
We were on the edge of everything
Paradise was in our grasp
Almost made it to the gate
But wait, we blinked and then it crashed
We were sinking our teeth into the space between our breaths
Sinking in the sands
Hacking the program until the program hacked back
It hit me like a whip that cracked, whiplashed shivers through my spine
Some kind of blinding light locked up my heart and poured out of my eyes
I remember blinking as I tore apart
Bells ringing in my head with dread as I was seeing stars
Tyler Jones Jul 2021
I made it up, made it
Doubling down, double agent
Mastering their game
By the rules they gave us
Ate up it all, they made us
Everyday was the same
Mumbling manners
“Don’t play with your plate”
Drinking kool aid
Tongue paint and tooth aches
Always late for an important date
Paralyzed by the poisonous lies, we faked to delay it
We tried to deny, we caved, we craved, we exhaled and sighed
Grounded in Groundhog Day till the day we die
Could never ask why
Couldn’t bat an eye
Couldn’t cry
No matter how tired we were at the time
Shiny disguises
Blind the mind
But sometimes wings we find coded inside
Like butterflies
We’re weaved like webs with the waves we ride
Can never catch it, catch up, match it
Though we all try
Walking the wire
Feeding the fire
Purging out what we don’t need now
Bridges breaking down
Seems nothing is sacred now
It’s all so strange and loud
Moving, growing, out and about and all around
Slowly then and suddenly now
I hear sounds
Ringing throughout my mind like a heavy crown that makes me bow
Falling down
Starting again from the ground
What am I thinking?
I should be proud
Thinking I’ve really learned as I turn around
Tongue tied and twisted around
If we are what we eat then we’re the bait too now?
We learned to interpret
We learned about taste
I learned about gardens
I learned about Gates
Peer pressure pushed us too much to measure  
So some gave up, had enough said “whatever”
Confused abuse for Truth
Twisted faces scurried away from escape gates
Gasping as they gave up
So we could get away
And create a change that changes from which it’s made
We’re webbed by the weaving of the waves we've braided
I broke away sacred chains for a clean slates and traded a bad trade and upgraded
Picked up the pace
Learned love burns but it’s worth the hurt ’till the next turn, always
Learned to let go and take turns, learned my place
We never get anything we never earn so don’t look back to better days
Get up and make a change
Stare it in its face  
Read between the lines
What am I not asking right?
Am I petrified or disguised?
Cages can be castles
Homes protect and hassle
Sometimes our ideals just aren’t practical
So we learn to look away
Thinking it keeps us sane,
A place to hide and stay
From bullies with due dates
Say these are our last days
To come out and play
See them seething for sinners to chase?
To shake for loose change?
A master race to erase?
Pushing pleasure and pain as doorways to escape,
Marking main breaks in the chain makes them feel safe from what haunts their days
They’ll keep waiting, running races for another’s payday
Constant charity, no vacations from enslavement
Returning to the pain that breaks them,
To the ones that claim to save them, mark, milk and rearrange them
In the name of
Creation
Tyler Jones Jul 2021
I found a way playing secret agent
Mastered their game
Playing by the rules that they gave us
Ate up all they made us
Everyday was the same
Mumbling manners
“Don’t play with your plate”
Drinking kool aid
Tongue paint and tooth aches
Always late for an important date
Paralyzed by the poisonous lies we tried to deny
We caved, we craved, we sighed
Grounded in Groundhog Day
We are what we eat,
So we’re also the bait?
We learned to interpret
We learned about taste
I learned about gardens
I learned about Gates
Peer pressure became too much to measure  
so some gave up, had had enough
In the flood of info and blood
Confused abuse for Truth
Twisted up our faces
“Theres always another way”
As they scurried away from an escape gate
Gasping as they gave up
So we could get away
And create a change that changes from which it’s made
We’re webbed by the weaving of the waves weve made
I broke away the sacred chains for a clean canvas slate
Traded a bad trade and upgraded
Picked up the pace
Learned love burns but it’s worth the hurt ’till the next turn, always
Learned to let go and take turns,
I learned my place
And learned we never get anything we never earn so don’t you try to look away
Get up and stare it in it’s face

Every hinge broken down
Nothing is sacred now
It’s strange and loud
Moving, growing, out and about and all around
Slowly then and suddenly now
I hear sounds
Ringing throughout my mind like a heavy crown that makes me bow
Falling down
Starting again from the ground
What am I thinking?
I should be proud
Thinking I’ve really learned as I turn around
Tongue tied and twisted around
What can I read between the lines?
What am I not asking right?
Am I petrified or disguised?
Cages can be castles
Homes protect and hassle
Sometimes our ideals just aren’t practical
So we learned to look away and for a way to get sane,
A place to hide and stay
From busy body bullies craving chump change,
Sinners to chase,
To shake for loose change,
A master race to erase,
Pushing pleasure and pain as doorways to escape,
Marking main links in the chain, masking ,
Making the safe stay plain so they’ll never know their place,
They’ll keep waiting,
Running races for another’s payday
Constant charity, no vacations from enslavement
Returning to the pain that breaks them,
To the ones that claim to save them, mark, milk and rearrange them
In the name of
Creation
Tyler Jones Jul 2021
Every time I can’t shut my eyes
I think I’m blind
Elevator in my mind hits the sky
And breaks through
Beyond the blues
Things are hectic, mass rejections
You might think I’ve disconnected
Too eccentric, they’re offended
Overdependent and deflecting imperfections
Suspended in my resurrection
Interstellar interceptions
Inception
Can’t close my eyes at intersections
Infected by my reflections
I follow my shadows back to you
Turning into the turning in you
The yearning, the bright burning too
Clouds bring doubt and drought
Confusing abuse for truth
But breaking through like rainbow hues I am renewed
Letting go I move forward
Baby steps but I’m no coward
Eyes shut wide on the watchtower
Walls burst forth with wallflowers
And clowns fix crowns for zero hour
Circles find themselves surrounded
Blowing through spaces unfounded
Following the sound and staying grounded
Forget the fear, who’s laugh is loudest?
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