Ordinary

Open water around you,
that sinking feeling.

We all feel it; the fatigue.

I am just like you.
You think this fact a lie.
But it is a life. Almost.

We all walk, cold and alone.
Silence and fear,
we are all this.

We are all the heart and soul of your tattered shoes.
The shuffling ordinary.


~J.A.D

Pretty Little Picture

Can you hear me? Don't stop listening.
Turn your head and face it.
Mute screams fill your eyes, fighting the tears.

MY VIEW, YOUR PITY.

But you are just like me.
Watch your pretty little picture distort and fade.

No I am not alone. I am inside ALL of you.
Living in that back room; the one you keep locked up tight.

Can you feel it getting crowded?
Can you feel the world closing in?

Welcome.



~J.A.D