The Chamber Of Dead Dreams


My past is a Chamber where dead dreams dwell

The floor is a void where my hopes have fell

The air's a miasma the walls can't expel

And the roof is a light that exposes my Hell


I step inside to remember the pain

Breath in the fumes that have made me insane

Let it dissolve all the cells in my brain

And pace on the void where we both had lain


Behind this door I dismantle my Hopes

And away from the world I'm cutting the Ropes


In my personal space where I'm learning to crawl

I can hide from your face, I can hide from it all

I confide and replace all the reasons I fall

I decide to erase the Hope that I call


This is the evil that lives in my heart

It feeds the Demons that R.I.P me apart


This is the life I have crafted from ash

From the burning of wood or pieces of trash


Which ever the case, this Chamber will thrive

through time and through space, This Vault will survive

Through dark and through light, This Shadow's alive

  • Author: DyingDreams (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 18th, 2017 11:06
  • Comment from author about the poem: My first I have posted to this Site. But not, by a long shot, my first poem.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 18
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  • FredPeyer

    Welcome to the site DD!
    Yes, your first poem here shows that you have been writing maybe for a long time. Love the subject, the words, the imagery, and the rhyming.


    WELCOME FRIEND ~ Thanks for your first poem. Very elegantly written pulsating with Rhyme & Rhythm but with a sad subject ~ but one we can (to some extent) share if we have known the "Agony & Ecstasy of Love ". I love your positive attitude in the last stanza ~ Thinking of you ~ Brian (UK)

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