Author Archives: Simon A Jackson - Writer

Adrenaline rush, I feel so alive.Even in the moments prior to our dive, dive, dive.Through the vapour and out the haze.Heart beat slamming as I narrow my gaze.All thoughts stored away for after.Now is the time to be a grafter.Fulfil my purpose and my will.To survive this run even if I kill, kill, kill.All theseContinue reading “Ace”

Dance around this maple tree.In this party of only you and me.Smiles so wide we might go mad.But would that really be so bad? Notes tolling in our ears.Expunging all of our fears.Spreading cheer for us to absorb.While with our hands we do applaud. Every fibre is in a swing.No part wishes to remain unmoving.AndContinue reading “Party Night”

Sometimes its the little things in life.They fuel you more than you might dream.Bring out your inner child to smile.Leave you grinning like a fiend.Those are the moments you should live to feel.Always enjoying what does appeal.Never lock it all away.Its better to embrace this wholeheartedly. Small things can bring you the biggest joy.Unleashing imaginationContinue reading “Trinkets That Fill Your Soul”

I’m not a hero, nor a saviour.Just a guy trying to flee his bad behaviour.For its a symptom, of my disease.Result of a mind that’s filled with pure sleaze.That’s why I never come to the rescue.Cause I’m the self prick in the shadow. What a state I’ve got myself into.Such a husk that I can’tContinue reading “Heroes Died First”

You glow like a sunrise.Angelic in my eyes.Soothing voice that brings calm.Mesmerising in your charm.Inviting peace to one and all.Never do you shout and ball.And so you will never be forgotten. Craven does not belong with you.Honest is you through and through.A sign of how you are pure of heart.Nurturing from end to start.

I watched the skies fall right into mis-shape.Something about this sequence feels too late.That’s why I’m retreading these old halls.Seeking out answers for what came before. Check your head, seeded with doubt.Detachment has come running back.Flooding peace until rivers run dry.Patching up my faded memory.Rooting through digging up parts of me better left to rest.CausingContinue reading “Ceded”

You want a focus shift to fix what you cannot see.I crave a new meaning that doesn’t restart this endlessly. Both of us will fail in our attempts at revival.Too long has the rot had to set in.All that remains now is gangrenous! Cut the limb, sever connection.Breed misinformation like a king.Abolish resistance until allContinue reading “What We Wrought”

Democracy dies from a mark on some parchment. Words spoken before and since.These times are repeating.No one is believing.Obvious it would come round again.Humanity never learns anything. Dishonest is how you get ahead.Just batter and bruise others dead.Bend them to your rotten will.Force them to swallow this bitter pill. Consume and decay.Or you’ll be swingingContinue reading “Dead Papers”

I see the tears in your eyes when fear got inside! Subjected to torment on a daily basis.Every second became a, ‘can I face this?’Calculations with a particular skew.None of the results ever aided you. They were validation of decline.Signs that you would always be an outline.Damned to the fringes and ridiculed for fun.Problem isContinue reading “Deeds Will Be Paid In Kind”

Venom is gone and so I carry on.Strange to say that vitriol is no longer here.The quiet brings peace where once there was fear. Change can be good as long as it is understood.Do not run when it comes approaching.Be someone who is welcoming.With arms wide open and a mind of reason.Let all negativity goContinue reading “Venom”