We had our fun but now it’s throughI can’t even stand the sight of youThe scars on my back speak all the truthThose are marks you refuse to accept as proofNot to say that it wasn’t goodWe both couldn’t stop when we shouldIt’s why we are now at oddsI hate you and you want bloodButContinue reading “Bitter From Near The Beginning”
Author Archives: Simon A Jackson - Writer
Resilient
Strengthen and overcomeListen to no oneEvery obstacle you can conquerDon’t put life off any longerKnives will strike at your backYou don’t have to abide thatPull them free and move onYou are better than all of themPassion of unequaled measureDo the things that give you pleasureWords will be fired at your choicesIgnore each one of thoseContinue reading “Resilient”
Days In Short Supply
Hey look a prequel! Yes this is indeed a prequel to last weeks story. Quite different in tone and composition, I think. Whereas last weeks story was action this is more about the events, truncated and told by someone who was not present. Just to recap though for those who read the story last week,Continue reading “Days In Short Supply”
Superficial
More or less is so one-dimensionalDoesn’t take into account potentialTo speak of another in this wayWon’t lead to you getting a sayJust listen and not rabbit onYou might just learn somethingPeople come in myriad formsNo need to decide them right or wrongLooks are only skin deepThey are something you cannot keepPersonality lasts foreverFocusing on thatContinue reading “Superficial”
First Night
Don’t want this night to ever endWho cares if the room spins againToo busy with the joy that I feelSo much of this feels surrealJust a night on the top of cloud nineDon’t let it end I whisper to youCan’t imagine it being throughJust a flicker of the candle flameWhoever did this I’ll be happyContinue reading “First Night”
When Saviours Are Snakes
Watching the watchers cause the forest has diedThey are the suits that brought upon this tideFaceless nameless forms from the lightDazzling all that glimpses the sightBut this is not how we wish to be viewedThat is a vision severely skewedFashioned just to form a habitNo one here should be considered rabidAs we are not theContinue reading “When Saviours Are Snakes”
Manor Of Brianna
Knock upon the eastern doorWaiting for so much moreWhat will come I don’t knowEmptiness is all that greets though Whispers from the open hallsSeem to be a million callsStep inside to find noughtFeelings are making me faught Banging from the floor abovePlace is devoid of loveA barren place to sleepOnly a dinstinctive creep Giggles inContinue reading “Manor Of Brianna”
Simarachi’s Shadow
Hey look a none Sci-Fi story. Who saw that coming? OK, jokes aside it’s funny this isn’t a Sci-Fi story considering that the main inspiration for this was the Sangheili from the Halo franchise. Then again the other inspiration, which if you’ve played it I’m sure you’ll be able to tell, is Ghost of Tsushima,Continue reading “Simarachi’s Shadow”
Striking Hand
Wrapped in plasticDipped in sulphurAll you have you won’t offer Lash out with the striking handCondemn again all that’s banned Cut to ribbonsScattered heathensYou are always imprisoned Lash out with the striking handCondemn again all that’s banned Violence riseDeath is the prizeBurn out all their lying eyes Lash out with the striking handCondemn again allContinue reading “Striking Hand”
The World Outside
Running down the window paneAll I want to do is gameRun along the growing grassLaugh and cheer until I passThen venture back into the boxOnes built from bricks and stuffBut the weather is not my friendIt continues to pretendForce limits upon my funLeave me without a runNo chance to taste the airRoam about without aContinue reading “The World Outside”
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