You think everything has a beginning, middle and end.But some things are just not that cut and dry.For what might start may simply fade.While an ending might come without a set stage.Cause life is a muddle through and through.All you can do is the best with what it gives to you.That’s not to say thatContinue reading “Jilted”
Author Archives: Simon A Jackson - Writer
Mad Times
Hewn from tortured stone.From this vantage point alone.Staring out across wretched tundra.In the distance screams deafening thunder.As rivers dry to feed the fields.Men and women die upon rusted shields.While birds flee to pastures new. In these mad times.Where peace has well and truly died.Prosperity is but a memory. Fractured by dark descent.Hopeful future is nowContinue reading “Mad Times”
To The Bottom
Are we in a race to the bottom?Making best efforts to turn potential rotten.Choking on fumes we pumped into our air.Doubling down to multiply proof that we don’t care.While corporate gods decide our trajectory.Drowning in suits obvious greed and stupidity. Towers of pollution burn our lungs.Individuals forego making decisions.Bowing down to false prophets with aContinue reading “To The Bottom”
Game Of Death
Between the buried is where I reside.While you obsess over a new deicide.In a world absent of divinity.Fixation replaces what was once known as integrity.Swapped one code for another.Selecting what turned us against each other.Friends now stand as enemies.Can’t see the woods for the trees. Haunted by old citations that refuse to fade.For this timeContinue reading “Game Of Death”
Bloodletting
Mesh of needles pierce my flesh.To your crimes I shall not confess.Rip my limbs and break my mind.No matter your tactics these events won’t align. Beat victims until they retreat.Monster in a man suit.The past is something you can never delete. Fistful is nails to pulverize to death.My will refuses to sunder to distress.No matterContinue reading “Bloodletting”
Death Kissed
Fighting for the future.While they kill to believe.Refusing to surrender.As they steal but never grieve. Opposite sides of a coin.Rivals until oblivion.Meandering around conflict.Ignoring each dereliction.For convenience is key.Empathy is weakness.Sordid way of thinking.Reckoning in singing.I know the end they’re bringing. Laying waste to history.Repeat every mistake.Lusting for victory.Regardless of everybody’s fate. Devils in ourContinue reading “Death Kissed”
Buried In Nightmares
Eyes burning ’til the light of day.During darkness these terrors won’t go away.Fighting for survival against vices in physical form.Each sunrise I have another version of me to mourn. Will there be an end to this ritual?Can I break free of my curse?Stumbling backward embraced by a hearse.A funeral march in my name.Consigned to historyContinue reading “Buried In Nightmares”
Plague Breakers
Swelling lungs are cutting me short.This refuge is too far away.As toxins fill my chest with gasping.I know soon I will be crashing.Fighting for moments yet to pass.Alas there is only so long my strength can last.With vision narrowing to pinpricks.I’m determined to remain.Even as my muscles scream that I’m already done. Spores are liquifyingContinue reading “Plague Breakers”
Broken Glass
I’ll crawl on broken glass, just for one more chance.But I’m all out of sand and stuck in this trap.Fighting to keep my head above the surface. Times are changing but never in a positive direction.More I struggle the quicker I’m fading.With lacerations all over my back.Feel beaten like a rice sack.Screaming with a voiceContinue reading “Broken Glass”
Final Form
Creeping up my window pane.Hardly even recall my own name.For I am lost in ebb and flow.Pulled beneath the surface by the undertow. Sinking fast and failing.Too much has been trailing.In the abyss of me.But now I see my purpose.It’s time to deliver this void to entropy. Sliding down this pole of life.Deflecting away eachContinue reading “Final Form”