June 8, 2006

  • Untitled

    Once were his thoughts so bright,

    Filled with the shimmering colors of a new shining sun;

    The birth of a new day.

     

    But the dreams now come in monochromatic grays,

    Fashioned in the raging fires suffered by this hapless
    wonderer.

    He has tread the violent waters for steady is his resolve,

    But old and weak is his flesh

    And he can go on… now… no longer.

     

    He has stood tall to face his demons;

    Won his share of wars.

    But that constant warring has taken its toll

    And he falls to a knee and breathes

    No

    More.

     

    Laying on the ground this man…

    Laying there bleak and still…

    As all his loves and wills abscond into the shadows of night

    Like the life that touched this broke down hero.

     

    Vanished are his hopes… extinguished is his light.

    This man will live to fight no more.

     

    -JJT

    8 June 2006

    10:57 PM

  • The Played

    That dirty slut! How dare she play me?!

    I bound her wounds when the man made her bleed!

    I do right by her,

    And so now I’m the clown

    As she cries tears of shit stained brown.

     

    To let her ass in,

    Broke down the walls I made,

    Should have built a tighter fort

    Than start this grotesque charade.

    It’s all too clear now on who’s the true liar!

    Go to hell you bitch!

              -And drowned in that burning fire!

    -JJT
    21 May 06
    10:01 PM

May 10, 2006

  • 9 May 06 To Hell No More

     

    What dreams have transpired because of this fantastic lie
    I’ve lived

    Fantasizing of the better days to come!

    I should have known that the blackest of demons reside in
    the few holy joys

    Locked tight within this lost and battered boy.

     

    I am not a man,

    But a toy to be used and abused

    By the whole of this wretched world!

    -Seek to be inspired by the light

    And find yourself fighting an army
    of satin’s minions.

     

    Tired of this same old game and playing by the rules,

    This fool refuses to drive this preverbal train to hell no
    longer!

     

     

    -JJT
    9 May 06
    7:30 PM

April 24, 2006

  • 24 Apr 06 Forbidden Love


     

     

    I long to feel the breath of forbidden winds upon my lips

    And to hold my sweet Aphrodite.

    Lying in the desert sands holding close our hot…

    …naked…

    …bodies.

     

    This woman is grace,

    Holier than holy.

    With a smile she erases

    The sins of this broken man.  

     

    There is magic in the way she walks…

    …and talks…

    …and carries on
    in her own way.

    I lose myself within the look she gives me

    While the rest of the world fades to a simple grey.

     

    But woe is me!

    This fantastic love can not be!

    There are some ties that chain and bind

    That keeps the heart from happiness.

     

    But can a man not dream?

    Of what living perhaps could be,

    If all the cards in life were winning hands?

     

    The way we’d be and the things we’d see?

    To what lengths of paradise could we reach?

     

    Her gentle touch would be my agony.

    Her soft kisses would bring me great pain.

    If she slowly ran her hands across my chest…

    …my loins would
    burst aflame.

     

    My body burns to taste her flesh and to watch her writhe in pleasure.

    I would treasure fulfilling her every last need…

    …want…

    …deep, dark,
    dirty desire.

     

    I am entranced in the angst of longing

    For this fantasy woman of my dreams.

    Enraged at the futility of this helpless endeavor

    Of loving this phantasmic image.

     

     

    -JJT
    24 Apr 06
    3:03 AM

April 17, 2006

  • I… Am darkness personified.

    I…

    Am darkness personified.

    With every passing day I have lived and died

    Many times over.

    I die each day in the sublime light of this cold

    Hard world of stone.

    I am…

    Forever alone.

     

    I refuse the light that tries to light my way.

    Instead, I seek the darkness day by day;

    The more solitary road in which to peddle my wares.

    With that,

    Is it no wonder no one cares

    To purchase goods I offer?

     

    I have walked the loneliest road

    For so long,

    I have lost the mode

    In which to communicate with the living.

    In her stead,

    I choose to bramble and ramble with the dead.

     

    I work so hard to find time to play,

    To give my mind the break

    I work for everyday day.

     

    I drink too much…

    And smoke too much…

    Over indulge and over spend too much…

    To fill that void that hurts so much inside.

    I yearn

    So much to feel alive…

    And to feel that joy

    That wells up deep inside…

    But there are no more smiles in this lackluster tattered heart.

     

    I wish for escape…

    But my perverse nature enjoys the brutal rape

    Of demented self imposed sadness.

     

    It’s madness,

    But it’s safer than forcing what I want

    Upon the world.

    Who can imagine loving this gaunt,

    Callous, soulless creature;

    Myself?

     

    I am darkness,

    In this bleak work of wan and dirty smiles,

    Forever destined

    To walk the eternal lonely miles

    Of solitude.





    -JJT

    17 April 06

    2:25 AM

February 21, 2006

  • My… my… my… there has been a sudden change… What a wondrous
    thing is this unusual turn of circumstance, a dawn of new fortune.

    Things may be looking up for now, so I must bear a new
    caution… The tide may fall short or the winds may change, so I must tread with
    a degree of fear… -lest I fall into the hole unseen

February 15, 2006

  • The Age of the Outcast

    The beast within stirs deep inside thirsting for your hide.
    Fuck you and get outta’ my way, or I’ll make you fucking
    cry!
    I’ll consume your flesh and gnaw your bones. I’ll make you
    my dirty bitch.
    I’ll smack that look right off your face. I’ll force you to
    submit.

    I’ll tie your hands and bind your feet,
    Refuse you drink and refuse you eat,
    I’ll gag you and blind you,
    And leave you all alone.


    You’ll wish and cry
    You never left
    The comfort of your home.

    It’s time now for a new reign of hell with me sitting at her
    helm.
    Welcome to your nightmare in the Jester’s dirty realm.


    The beast within stirs deep inside thirsting for your hide.
    Fuck you and get outta’ my way, or I’ll make you fucking
    cry!
    I’ll consume your flesh and gnaw your bones. I’ll make you
    my dirty bitch.
    I’ll smack that look right off your face. I’ll force you to
    submit.

    I’m tired of being this fucking toy,
    A cheep plaything for the masses.
    I’m taking it out on all you freaks
    I don’t care if you’re a mime with glasses.

    My minions are those cast to the side,
    Those refused,
    and degraded by society…
    My Army will rise to the top!
    Just you wait and see!

    It’s now the time! The age of the Outcast! Unite and cause
    mayhem and hell!
    We will destroy all those pompous freaks! Attack at the
    sound of the bell!

    DING!

    Attack at the sound of the bell!

    DING!

    Attack at the sound of the bell!

    DING!

    Attack at the sound of the bell!

    DING!

    ATTACK! ATTACK! ATTACK! ATTACK! ATTACK!


    The beast within stirs deep inside thirsting for your hide.
    Fuck you and get outta’ my way, or I’ll make you fucking
    cry!
    I’ll consume your flesh and gnaw your bones. I’ll make you
    my dirty bitch.
    I’ll smack that look right off your face. I’ll force you to
    submit.

    We will rise up against the law!
    Destroy buildings and homes!
    We will relish in the sound
    Of the crunching of your bones! 

    It’s us or them,
    So you better make a choice.
    They will make you a slave,
    Follow me,
    And we will each have
    A voice!

    It’s now the time! The age of the Outcast! Unite and cause
    mayhem and hell!
    We will destroy all those pompous freaks! Attack at the
    sound of the bell!

    DING!

    Attack at the sound of the bell!

    DING!

    Attack at the sound of the bell!

    DING!

    Attack at the sound of the bell!

    DING!

    It’s now the time! The age of the Outcast! Unite and cause
    mayhem and hell!
    We will destroy all those pompous freaks! Attack at the
    sound of the bell!

    DING!

January 27, 2006

  • Mi Dia

    The storm has broken and the sun has come out
    Nurturing the world with her warmth.
    New life springs from decaying damp depths
    And in time will yield good fruit.

    A soft sea breeze takes the place of torrential gusts
    And the birds return to heavenly heights.
    Who am I to deserve this good life,
    To witness God’s brilliance of poetry in motion?

    I am forever lost in the rapture of her essence,
    Thankful for this chance to live again.

    -JJT
    27 Jan 06
    12:51AM

January 26, 2006

  • This was written as an anagram of several ideas and emotions
    running around plying ping-pong with my mind and I deliberately wrote it in two
    parts so as to show a shift in thought and feeling. That being the case, I
    titled it Iron Man 1 and Iron Man 2 respectively.

    I leave it to you, the reader, to discern if this is one or
    two pieces. Frankly, I am quite curious to hear what you think… -J

     

    Iron Man 1

    I AM the Iron Man!

    HEAR ME ROAR!

    Heart made of cast iron and

    Cold down to the core.

     

    Impervious to life I am,

    Brush that shit right off my chest!

    No one can touch me see

    ‘Cause I’m just better than all the rest!

     

    But if you only really knew

    This shit inside my head is stew!

    I am nothing but a little hurt kid lost inside this great
    big world…

    Licking my wounds in my own private corners

    Shielded from the looks of crooks who trying to steal a bit
    more of me…

    A bit more of my heart…

    My soul…

    My passions…

     

    They dress in expensive fashions as they try to seduce me in
    to their will

    Make me their slave…

    Make me behave…

    Make me jump up
    and down when they snap their finger…

     

    So… I build my self up…

    I make myself mean…

    I am arrogant… hateful… lustful, vengeful…

    I will destroy you!

    Make you pay!

    I am the Iron Man

    AND I AM HERE TO STAY!

     

    Iron Man 2

    (But… then) One night…

    As I lie awake in bed,

    Kept company by the screaming voices of torment invented by
    my head…

    I became afraid…

    I was afraid of dying alone, growing up and old and coming
    to an empty home…

     

    So… I laid that suit of armor down to rest

    Changed my ways, put on my best

    Started being honest… And truthful…
    And kind…

    And compassionate… Loving, caring,
    always sharing

    Myself and my
    love…

    Because I
    believed IT was possible…

     

    But you know what? I’m so fucking done!

    Dawn that suit of armor

    And holy hell it’s begun!

     

    The man in black is back for fun!

    This time now with bigger guns!

    Gotta’ a faster
    step and a lightning draw

    Meanest looking
    fucker thought you’d ever saw!

    Try to play me!? Look at you so
    sweet!

    I eat bitches like you for lunch!
    Get the hell away from me!

     

    I suppose one day I’ll meet the one

    My heart will cave and all this will be done

    But until that day comes it’s a holy jihad

    Against all people who oppose my cause!

     

    The earth trembles as I walk on by…

    Women scream and children cry

    Guys see me… wanna’ be me… try to look like me or be me in
    parts…

     

    I AM THE IRON MAN

    THE DEVIL KING OF HEARTS!

     

    -JJT

    23 Jan 06

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

January 21, 2006

  • I Have met my pink elephant! It is driving my nuts!


    WHAT IS <!–[if !supportEmptyParas]–>  AND CAN ANYONE TELL ME HOW TO GET RID OF IT !!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!