“When My Mind’s At a Toss” – Tyler Sorrell

Here is where I don’t want to be,I just can’t leave.

There’s so much to accomplish in the moments that I just can’t breathe.

There’s so much to go after in the moments that I just can’t see.

I get stuck in thoughts that could never be true.

Overwhelmed by the emptiness I wished I got through.

Still in search for the feelings my former lovers all threw…

Away.

That’s where I always wish to go.

Not too far, just hidden enough for the, “you’ll never know.”

Somewhere near the clouds that we’re normally so far below.

Then I think of the talents I’m still meant to show.

I recognize the time that I still have to grow.

At times, I just go blind due to the strength of its glow.

No, it’s not everyday anymore that these thoughts come across.

I’ve been exposed to the greatness of my own, sometimes I just feel its at loss.

The late-greats have said it best and I quote:

“I pay the cost to be boss.”

Too look good when I floss…

I have to be the one to catch myself when my mind’s at a toss.

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“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.


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.

In the late nights,

I’ll be thinking about you.

Through the long days,

I’ll be thinking about you.


When I’m down and out,

I’ll be thinking about you.

Stayed down, now I’m up;

Somehow I’m still without you.

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.

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.

“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.

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.

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. 

“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.

Money is the motive.

I’m your local locomotive.

Brick by brick;

The clock’ll tick.

Which flavor will you pick?


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.

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.


So when can we reup?

Can we link?

When can we plug up?

Can we meet?

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.