Catacomb Of My Mind

A poem about sleepless nights

Catacomb Of My Mind

Think of obsession try to run and hide

dark twisted tunnels catacombs of my mind

secrets hidden, never to be told 

darkness never to be released soul already sold

waiting for the nightmares as light begins to fade

tortured by taunting memories to which I remain enslaved

how can we release the thoughts?

 the penance has been paid

ive already had to deal with the pain

these catacombs keep them in shade

open up to new experience and try to lighten my mind

walking throughout darkness dreaming

no light I remain blind 

 

Try to forget the past 

try to think happy thoughts before I sleep

but the catacombs of my mind are thick 

and they are running deep 

I waken from my slumber obsessed by my past

surely this can’t continue how long will this last?

Cold sweat is swept from my brow as eyelids heavy drop 

already hear the screaming the echo the catacombs won’t stop 

 

victim to twisted tunnels, running wild another sleepless night

at least I have a few more hours to try and store something bright

Author's Note

Nightmares from the past haunt you please review and be honest

Reviews

[A]

I understand how you feel in this poem, I've been there
dreams forces you to admit some feelings you've been denying, you've been fooling yourself into thinking you've forgotten and gotten over, the imagery were very beautiful specially at the beginning of the poem
great write Ashley :))

[♥Kaitlyn♥]

i love reading your poems :P you have an amazing talent.. I love this poem too :)

[trainwreck]

effective shape. your use of pattern is very good. Also, this was a good write about nightmares and memories. good job.

[northern monkey]

Effectively expresses emotions so many of us feel but struggle to articulate. Dare I say, another Ashley-ism?!

[J. R.]

Wonderfully written and thoughtful.

[Poeticadia]

'how can we release the thoughts?' i think you have answered this question a few times before by example... 'with poetry'. I like the image of the twisted tunnels in the catacombs - for all those dark areas of our minds in which keep our stores of nightmares and life experiences (the poet's treasure chest!).

[Dilan Gray]

I love this poem. I thought this was beautifully written and I love the metaphor of the catacombs! Fantastic poem.

[Alvin L. Kathembe]

our dreams confront us, forcing us to face the truths we run from while we wake...good concept,i like the way the mind is compared to a catacomb, a tomb haunted by ghosts of the past...great write, work on the flow a bit though, a little rhythm makes the poem go down...in a most delightful way :)

[Akshat♥]

Nights without sleeping has always a reason behind it..
making you weak from inside..
nice write:)

[howlfjdks]

The past is the hardest part of our lives to overcome. Getting up in the morning after a nightmarish night is the worst. This is normal everyone can feel this way. Some more to the extreme than others. Everyone's past is there own and it is extreme according to each individual.