A Heartfelt Head

All my dreams I had were echoed in the sea
But the forests of my mind haunted me
And I cry
I write with my heart not my head.
I'm wearing a helmet
But screaming in the armor
I cant catch you
But I am spellbound by these million laughs thrown my way.
It is the dark in the lovely eyes
And the light in the midst of all wrong that has me continue
It is a heartfelt head filled with memories.
Brimmed at the rim
Cracking at the tip
The vagary has me at odd ends
And its shifting through me like the latest fad
So I change my sentiment like my clothes
And the song carries on.
My chest heaves heavily with suicide
Like stabbing your soul
Killing off a part of you
So the hurt will stop
Part of me will always be the invisible man
And I will carry my dead soul with me,
Like a scab that you can't pick off.
The words are stuck in my mind
Throwing them into my mouth.. they are chained to my lips.
With this pencil and paper.. I write
On this sheet of paper..
That is worth the words that are written on it
With the content to destroy the society we live in,
Falling apart like a bad friendship
So take me, and break me - spread me out and see my jagged edge.
Into the humanistic life I sheer my way into
Shattered from the shell of cowardice
I feel the intentions building within me
To take the helm of my life,
And open a new eye
To see what things could really be.

Poem by J.A.D. © 2003