Sweet screams

Sweet screams
By AJ O’Brien

Through tunnels midnight red
sail addictive dreams,
turning into monsters
tearing at the seams.

Breaking up, falling down
no life giving powder,
seeking her God
can’t scream any louder.

Eyes running on empty
so cold the wind blows
seeking her God,
and so it goes.

Shooting up
shot way down
climbing the streets,
In search of Master Brown.

And her God appeared,
so the demon spikes in.
But he is pure, uncut.
A cardinal sin.

Unleashed, the killer attacks,
no prisoners no sorrow.
and for another dead life,
no tomorrow.

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Dance of a Thousand Kings

Dance of a Thousand Kings
By AJ O’Brien.
For my wife, Pauline.

If I could I would catch a dream
a dream filled with love
and wonderful things.
Holding it locked within my heart
until a time when we were apart.

Then this dream of our love
would rise from within my soul
and together we would dance
as an angel sings,
the dance of a Thousand Kings.

Narcissus

Narcissus
By AJ O’Brien.

Sanctuary Oh sanctuary
hidden behind the eyes,
an empty pool of light
caught within a truth,
disembowelling hungry lies.

And he did bleed words
of hope and fear,
intoxicated by love of self
embracing his other,
within a reflection clear.

So sweet the kiss of another
Oh how the soul can roam,
but to love thy self
within a heart darkest,
one is sure to die alone.

Standing alone

Standing alone
By AJ O’Brien.

God made me
but I am broken,
no time for reality
for death has spoken.

I climb the walls of insanity
my mind is burning black,
will someone let me in
for I cannot turn back.

I hear the voice of reason
a thousand miles away,
it whispers words of peace
on this, my darkest day.

Lost

Lost
By AJ O’Brien.

Self inflicted pain
beneath a haunting tune,
can’t turn down the volume
it’s far too soon.

And blindly stepping
from a bridge a distant hue
wearing tears of shame
as she does what she must do.

Slipping through emptiness,
she fell among the dead,
drowning in forgotten words
that no one ever read.

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.