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Tyler Jones Sep 2019
Perform
In the storm
Deformed
Eyes cold but slithers so warm
Lukewarm, transform

Put on them all
Fly off as I fall
The ape, the plain Jane, the prism, the cage
I’ll wait while you contemplate
Tyler Jones Sep 2019
Ate up all they gave me
So I was numb when they replaced me
Rearrange me, I feel naked
Thinking of you, memories faded

Ritual abuse
Masking my view
Pucker up and face the truth
Shrug it off and see right through
Tyler Jones Sep 2019
I think I’m at the bottom
Below the waves
You go high, I go low
It’s always the same song
And I don’t know
What words to say
To make you feel the same way
It must be just another good day
I am here and here I’ll stay

I think I lost my mind the other day
Standing in a supermarket lane
But I don’t care
How or where
I’ve cared too much
I know I’ve lost touch
It must be just another good day
I am here and here I’ll stay
Tyler Jones Sep 2019
So sick of waiting
Pacing this cage I’m in
Straining to see past your curse
Your fantasies and expectations
The grand and the absurd
Tired from trying to act mature
Your pictures blurred but
Ill remember every slur and swerve
Ripping it off doesn’t hurt worse
Pain breaks the prison, prism
Fully immersed
Tyler Jones Sep 2019
Stars in my eyes keep me alive
Gets me in gear and shifts me in drive
My manic synapsis turned up so bright
I’m all alone but I don’t really mind
Tyler Jones Sep 2019
Your blood flows through mine
Dilates my very veins
Maybe but a drop spilt
A jealous lovers stain
From which grows a rose
Proof love was worth the pain
The wait, the growth
None was in vain
Your breath assumes mine
Gasping for a hope
There is a heart in your heart that only I know
Each move synchronized
We are hypnotized
Like a wave we roll
Glittering masks
A mirror mind
Lighting the way home
Tyler Jones Sep 2019
Why do we play this deranged charade?
Silly dancers, changing shapes
Did I entertain, distract from the pain?
Did I catch you smiling as you turned away?
Where the waves break, it’s gets insane
Knuckling down, despite the rain
Which, washes the well in which I remain
Walking on glass in this ****** ballet
Deliberate decay, butts in the tray
Flip side, I pray, this street’s two way
Architectures grand, but it’s just a trap
It bleeds like the trees so we savor the sap
I lose myself being heartfelt
Such a try hard, puts holes in my belt
Marks on my knees, scratches and welts
This mask may be neat but inside I melt

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