“Maybe” by Tyler Sorrell

It may look like I’m intoxicated. 
I really wish that was an option, 

Maybe,

You could come over and intoxicate me 

I’m just trying to get high off you.

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These city streets aren’t always shady.

I really wish that was the truth, 

Maybe,

You could come out and shed some light.

I’m just trying to shine bright with you.
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In the late nights,

I’ll be thinking about you.

Through the long days,

I’ll be thinking about you.

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When I’m down and out,

I’ll be thinking about you.

Stayed down, now I’m up;

Somehow I’m still without you.
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It may look like I’m so far gone.

I truly wish that wasn’t an option, 

Maybe,

You should come out & send me off.

I’m just trying to get to you.
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These hearts don’t have love to share,

I truly wish that wasn’t the truth, 

Maybe,

You should come over and love with me…

I’m just trying to love with you.

“Socials” By Tyler Sorrell

These messages aren’t so instant. 

I’m awaiting the days when face to face conversation isn’t so distant.

Along with the back to backs that stay consistent.
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Hopefully this message comes direct.

I’ll use up every character of respect,

So my words you can’t neglect.
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I’m in need of your reply.

So much time has flown by. 

Can our love ever verify?

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Let’s make a call to action,

Swipe your way to satisfaction.

Can it be me you love enough to change your relationship classification?

“Here Again” by Tyler Sorrell

We’re here again,
Dark spaces with little light where we think we’ve seen it all, 
Yet only fragments have been shown.
Right back where the effort is all distorted and the hands on our clock are now full grown.

Reaching for life, all in this space of emptiness, where we’re full of our nothingness to one another.

Down in the gutter.

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I’ve been here many times before, 

You know I’ve been the runner away in this chase of commitment, where along this crash course, it’s the start and finish.
I can’t diminish the good times, the laughs and lusts of intimacy.

Only the faith that it would soon be you always next to me.
I’m simply relinquishing.

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We’re right back here again,

Just me and myself, back on upon the bench or shelf, sitting highly yet still stray, never again to see that light of day.

Same place we wished we never see,

In the shadows of the heart that barely pumps the flow of true love through the veins…

Now only distributing pain. 

“Love Exists?” By Tyler Sorrell

Searching for love where it doesn’t exist; here.That’s my reality.

Yours lacks gravity.

What keeps you here, still & in place.

The lust to stay grounded, stable in your own space.

Will there ever be a day that we love face to face,

Without the virtual clicking that my touches replace.
Love exists here, nevermore.

The days before are what I adore.

When we could explore the laughs and the rapid rise of emotion.

To take care of one another and express our true devotion.

Now we can’t even share the same motion without someone signaling us to act upon their notion.

Why can’t love find its way here.

Over there is nowhere, and it stays.

Seeded in the lost world of thought.

Within the cyber world where new love can be bought.

In the tangible world where loveless wars are fought.
Where can love be caught?

“Now-a-Days” by Tyler Sorrell

Now a days,
People won’t help you unless you’re walking dead,

Towards the endless roads of despair,

Gradually losing hair.
Now a days, 

Love has become blind,

For its vision spies no direction.

There’s hate in its reflection.
Now a days,

Yesterday’s are tomorrow.

The past is your future,

The present has no presence.

Now a days,

The truth tells lies.

The lies hold secrets,

All still seen clear within their eyes.
Now a days,

Your enemy is your friend.

Their friends are your enemies…

May the war begin. 

“Who?” – Tyler Sorrell

Who to call when it’s time to execute the plan?Call log full of apostates.

Recent rings from across state.

Trust is uncommon with our stakes.

We drown in depth of these shallow lakes.
Who to call when it’s to settle down?

What’s the word around town,

You’re never around.

When it comes time to clown,

I smile; you choose to frown.

Yet you malign about newcomers that I’m sure to have found.
Who to call when the end is near?

The sequel is clear,

Your originality will soon disappear.

You could’ve been my everyday peer,

That’s until I witnessed my words go through your ear to ear.

Wasting time on wasted time is all I fear.

Your existence has become so mere.
Who to call when a life is on the line?

Whether it’s yours or mine,

Who’s going to pick up all the time?

If the right calls are made, 

Will there be no resistance?

Will you show some persistence?

Can you cherish existence?

If either of us can’t manage to move forward; who can handle the incompetence;

Who’s going to visit the spiritless just to talk about about the beautiful memories and reminisce?

You can give me a call.

I know you can’t say the same.

As these questions go unanswered,

Alone one shall remain.

“The Plug [PT. 2]” by Tyler Sorrell

Motivated.

Anticipated.

Pack lands in two days or its outdated.

Overweighted.

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Money is the motive.

I’m your local locomotive.

Brick by brick;

The clock’ll tick.

Which flavor will you pick?

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Be my green goddess;

Become my Maui wowi Queen.

Let’s slumber on this blue dream;

Let’s swim through Ms. Irene.

We deserve the finer things.
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The money you talk…

Can it walk?

The money you take…

Can you make?

The plug lifestyle…

Do you live?

The profit you make…

Can you give?

Out.

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So when can we reup?

Can we link?

When can we plug up?

Can we meet?
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You got what I want.

It’s what I need.

Let’s scale out my half,

I’ll sell you my time.

I’ll front you my mind.

Fall in love with the grind.

We’ll make enough to unwind.

Love Again / Alive Again

I want to love again. Things haven’t been the same since she left. Things have been looking left. I was stuck with what was left-not right. Let’s fuss and fight. Let’s disrespect one another into a parley of apologies and make up sex. I crave those moments I can’t stop looking at you. Simply in awe; simply amazed; simply glad to be able to love. You have flaws. You’ve been abused by the confused. Your insecurities take over your mind-not mine. You’re a masterpiece in my mind. I want to know you’re mine. I want to be the love you wish to find. I’ll bring the world to you. I’ll be the world to you. I’ll run the world with you-we can. I miss love. I miss feeling love. I miss sharing love and seeing love–I’m paralyzed and blind. It runs through my brain from the blood vessels within; it pumps through my heart; it bleeds from my soul–I need it to survive. I need love to feel alive.I need love to want to be alive. I wish my love was still alive.

“Love & Happiness” by Tyler Sorrell

There’s love in the air.I’m grasping for this beautiful oxygen; for me there’s none to spare.
There’s happiness up there.

I’m reaching for this graceful opportunity to smile once more; for me, there’s to be nothing but gore.
I just want to love again.

I crave the impossible.
I just want to love again.

Your exit was unstoppable.
When there’s love in the air,

My life’s on the line for the feeling.

I can show you the meaning,

I can tell you the living.
When there’s happiness near,

My soul seems to disappear.

I get so close–it seems far.

I’ve come so far–nobody’s close.

“Second Time Around” by Tyler Sorrell

You’re worth it.

You know you are.

A star;

You’re far yet you shine bright;

You seem close.
You should be;
Here.

Over there isn’t anywhere.

Let’s make use of our wasted time that’s left to spare.

For you, I’ll spend it everywhere.
Prince Charming may compare;

Prince Charming’s fictional care couldn’t uphold your heir.

It’s those golden curls in your hair; it’s those diamond eyes; your platinum soul.

You’re Prince Charming’s goal.
A role;

At this time I want not one.

If not that one.

If not the only one.

Our story hasn’t begun.

Until we’re close enough hear the vocals that were never sung.
Limits were never set.

Boundary lines never met;

No connect.

I can’t regret pushing a bar;

To that, I won’t commit.
You deserve all respect.

My dreams I can’t neglect.

The knowledge that I have;

I serve; I protect.

Your demands; your love.

I want; you object.
I can’t be upset.

These actions; I expect.

My motives for greatness; you reject.

Your existence; you eject.

All the knowledge; I wish I kept.
You’ve spoken hidden words; I’ll keep your secret.

I could chase; my pride won’t let me yet.

You’ve disappeared; took off like a jet. 

Don’t leave me hanging; For you, I’ll be more than perfect.

“Things to Say.. [PT. 2]” by Tyler Sorrell

There’s some things my pride won’t let me show.

On top of that, there’s some things you’ll never know.

Along with that, you might as well let me go.

If it’s a chase you want; in this game I’ll purposely  move slow.
There’s some places I’d still love to take you.

We can enjoy the view.

We; I mean us; meaning me and you.

We can do what you want to do.

Or.

You can do what you want to do.
There’s an opportunity I’d like to take on.

A challenge; you’re someone I’ve dreamed of calling the only one.

This game has yet to start, and you’ve already won.

But I don’t give up all that easily; even when the day is done.

“Her Inner Ocean” By Tyler Sorrell

There’s ocean within you, 

Allow me to swim through the tightness of your current. 

Accept my strokes along your wave. 

Let me sink deep into your waters; 

I’ll never wash away. 

Can I go deep sea? 

I’m not afraid to drown. 

I can be your favorite serpent, I’ll caress your shallow ground. 

Your high tide is all I need, I’ll drift in and out of sweet water beach.

 Let me plunge. 

I want your wetness in my lung. 

I want you to soak up my tongue. 

I’ll float to you tonight. 

Can I float in you all night?

“Dreams of You” by Tyler Sorrell

I dreamt of you the other day.Fell into deep sleep,

Visions of you are so sweet.
Darkness surrounded it’s beginning.

Stumbled upon a flashlight,

Now our path’s right.
I’ve planned this dream months ago.

You’d find your way to me.

I’d find a way to create us.
Having you is a must,

Let’s create love out of lust,

Don’t fight it, don’t fuss.
You resemble perfection here.

Your skills of seduction; I won’t abuse.

It’s you who I’ve been waiting to choose.

You’re an opportunity I’d hate to lose.
From the darkness of our start,

Our connection was blind, yet never apart.

You couldn’t be mine in reality, only within my heart.
Ive been dreaming of you for years.

You’re my ideal love.

I know you were sent from above.
Your beauty blinds my soul.

You’re worth my lost of vision.
Your attitude scars my mind.

You’re worth the mental pain.
Your potential poisons my heart.

You’re worth the deadly strain.
I’ve dreamt of you all of my life.

Let’s turn dreams into reality.

I’ll prove your worth with me.

“Siren Lust” by Tyler Sorrell

Some days I don’t understand myself.

How can I be who I am?

Why can’t I be me for you?

Is it because of the obstacles ahead?

Are you afraid of leading my love into your head?

Some days I understand myself completely.

I know what I want.

I know where I’m headed.

I know I can treat you better than he can.

Then I realized you’ll probably never your man.

From the beginning, I thought I understood you the most.

You’ve been hurt so much it’s hidden.

Love lost; lost friends; all forgiven. 

You’re a queen with emotions locked away behind as key.

That lock belongs to a broken door.

It should belong to me.

As of now, I believe I understand you completely.

Your seductive ways lure the entertainment you seek.

Love between you and him has reached its peek.

You lured me in; now in our potential I may sink.

Even if I’m the one for you; your love for him won’t unlink.

You resemble a dream; and now a nightmare as well.

If these thoughts come from the devil;

It’s confusing here in hell.

You’re an opportunity;

You could be a goal.

I’m seeking unity;

You match what’s missing from my soul.

“Ode To Arielle” by Tyler Sorrell

It’s me again.

Taking the time I gain,

To reduce all the pain,

Hopefully I can stay sane.

I still see your beautiful mane,

The smile is still the same,

Those days we blew our Mary Jane,

Our memories keep me sane.

I still hear your beautiful name.

Good thing it’s never spelt the same,

Neither pronounced through the length-wave,

It’d truly drive me insane.

Our love has fame.

It’s something they wish I’d tame.

You’re the heart on my sleeve, permanently there, you’ll remain.

One day we’ll spark our next flame.

Until the day I don’t remember the pain.

This is the reminder of love, until I see you again.