One Day, I Walked Into A Deli.

To stand fast in the face of death
is to live free; without fear.
A dying man who is not free will
bargain for his life. But,
a free man will give his life
to stay free. There is no greater truth,
no argument against this fact.

Freedom isn't free.
Death is not a death sentence: LIFE is.


~J.A.D

Silent Consent

Ever prying eyes:
gazing past the ice in my glass.
Always watching, waiting for the slip.

Eternally ready, spring loaded
and ready to pounce.
A thousand tons of pain and consequence
attached to those ever prying eyes.

The ice melts as I hide from them,
diluting my only escape.
Glass empty, I turn out the light
only to feel them watching. Waiting.



~J.A.D

Paradigm

My thoughts and feelings have been so in motion as of late. Truly a problem for me as a writer. I do my best work when I am mired in the middle of some sort of emotional hurricane, and recently I have found my life rather devoid of complication. A hurrah is in order I suppose, but of course even admitting this aloud has most likely inspired the universe to send some sort of nonsense my way. I only hope I think to write during it. But until then, I'll do my best.

End of Days

Empty places full of empty people
bowing down in praise.
Mechanic god, plastic steeple;
just the latest craze.

IV solution for your internal pollution:
Jesus in your veins.
Try to strengthen your constitution
by causing yourself pain.

I can hear them in the darkness
trying so hard to find their way.
I'm not sure just how to spark this,
but when I do, when I figure this out,
the world will explode that day.


~J.A.D

Blood Loss

You have nothing left to lose
but that which I have given.
There is nothing but to choose
just which life you want to live in.

Feel it draining out of you,
like blood from an open wound.
Crying crimson you come unglued.

Polar

I fond myself in the same old place,
wondering where i'm going wrong.
You're finding answers in a world I fear,
while i'm finding out i'm not that strong.

You come back in like a hot wind,
burning but it feels so goddamn good.
And then the ice starts creeping out from inside,
just like I always knew it would.

You break apart my disposition,
chipping away at all i've built.
I put myself in this position...
So how do I not feel this guilt?


~J.A.D

It's been a while...

I've been going through some shit.. so i've been gone. I lost my voice for a while here, but someone special brought me back.

These next posts are dedicated to you, and you know who you are.

For M.