The name is Tyler, I'm uniquely one of a kind, and I've been writing for four years now. Writing is more than an outlet to me. It's a means of defeating the ratio of Bad music to Good poetry. |
That breaking point after you inhale and right...
The time between the first rain drop hitting you...
My pen fell slowly as I rose with equal pace,
To display my arrest...
I had a dream you were in...
In this dream, you played the girl I loved, and I...
There lays a dog, bleeding, and barely foaming out...
Abused by his owner, beaten, and not allowed in...
Looking through this mirror as if it's a window,
What I see isn't me, because im trapped in this...
Not every girl I've been with has seen me as a...
And that's best...
With the elegance of a fish reentering the water...
And the whole room held their breath...
She rages like the air of Jupiter,
Currents of blush...
Come on by to Chase's planetarium,
Where the space and stars dance inside the atrium...
I'm not the best I can be right now,
And I know this...
I find beauty, not within a deity, but within the struggle for us creatures to adapt and survive through thousands of years of hardship and mutations, yet still have the ability to be beautiful things, such as a flower. |
The difference between a dream and a fanasty |
"I am who I am today because of you; |