Dark Dreams


Darkness falls, night blooms
All falls silent in the shadowy rooms
Remembrances twist and nightmares grow
Killing dreams of joy, replacing them with woe

Death and destruction, regrets and sorrow
Retreating with the morning’s sun tomorrow
Each vision a fresh, personal hell
All fears spring from the soul’s dark well
Making sleep a torturous ordeal
Scratching at wounds that had begun to heal

*This is a poem I wrote over a year ago for a themed contest. And after a very long break from writing poetry. Needless to say, it did not win. I’m not a very good poet, lol, but this poem does have a dark edge and I thought it was rather appropriate for an October blog post. 🙂

16 responses »

  1. Hey, you’ve been holding out on me! 🙂 This is an excellent poem, Melissa. You have a great talent for describing very frightening things in beautiful ways.

  2. Ooooo…. I feel one out on the Poetry Club, lol. A very nice poem, Melissa. 🙂 I liked the simplicity and elegance of the rhymes.

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