Self destruct

Self destruct
By AJ O’Brien

Beyond my blue dreams
beneath a heart laid bare,
the enemy whispers
Spike me if you dare.

The clock stands empty
gonna say goodbye,
taking Route 66
spread my wings and fly.

I am the needle
and it’s eating me,
ain’t fighting no more
what will be will be.

This road is so dark
and I can not see,
that every hit I take
Is slowly killing me.

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Insanity

Insanity
By AJ O’Brien.

And we stand together
you and I,
climbing above the screams
of an asylum.
Our eyes, indecent shadows
dancing upon the weak.

Malice was a forethought
our hunger obscene,
pursuing wicked dreams
to an unknown place.
You and I,
we were damaged hunters.

Opening dams scarlet bright
eating forbidden fruit
we drank from fountains red.
And down this sinful road
you and I,
we did happily tread.

Monkey on her back

Monkey on her back
By AJ O’Brien.

A candle burning hope
searching for her God
within a greying town,
came upon a man of old
dressed in golden brown.

Spikes pierce the silence
given a free trip
to no man’s land.
She had found hunger,
became one of the dammed.

Within her veins
the killer sang
songs of death and decay,
and so hard she tried to stay alive
but fell along the way.

Asylum

 

Asylum
By AJ O’Brien.

Shadows turn to dust
voices melting
slipping to the floor,
reality
tumbling memories,
an unwanted smile.

Far away echoes
charred remains, a distant place.
A graveyard secret
mistakes stain her mind.
Someone to love forever
meaningless thoughts that float away.

Above and beyond

Above and beyond
By AJ O’Brien.

Struggling for light
my mind high and dry
seeking only solitude
beneath a crowded sky.

Madness, so enticing,
kneeling before a killer’s grave,
can you forgive me Lord
her soul I could not save.

Darkness, a lonely companion
my heart is midnight black,
I can no longer abide
the thought of looking back.

I pierce my heart
with a dagger long,
falling falling
beneath her empty song.

Overload

Overload
By AJ O’Brien.

I know a man with a plan
to kill as many people as he can.
His mind, damaged and erratic,
the gun, fully automatic.

Armed and ready to go
I held him within, screaming no.

I fought him tooth and nail
knowing I must not fail.
But he drinks from the inner me
our lust for a killing spree.

I put the gun to his head
pulled the trigger. And we lay dead.

And the room fell quiet
just another empty riot.
But he was brave,
so many lives he did save.