The Castle Of Broken Dreams Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

Like any twisted tale, any tragedy
I'm not even sure of the start
It seems I'm speeding toward a lethal ending
But, I have no clue how I arrived at this part

I wake up,
It's a pristine Saturday morn'
But, I'm surrounded by darkness
Fully adorned—
In a cloak to match
Chains and long black gloves
I watch it fall down
The latch
As I'm locked inside
Chained to the wall
I'm certain outside, though,
There's a sparkling obsidian dancehall…

It's the dungeon of torment
The house of silent screams
I'm a slave to my libido
In this castle of broken dreams

He's there, then he's not
Still not quite sure if he exists
I lay down in this bed
And, I can feel a ghost's passionate kiss

For a moment, I almost forget where I'm at
But he vanishes quickly
And being chained, no I can't forget that

The sparks that wash through me
When I'm pinned down in that bed
I'm making love to thin air
A fatal dance with the dead

Noone understood
Why I was crumbling daily
But all I saw were chains and whips
And, I only saw one way for me.

The prisoner—I was
A slave to my madness
I french kissed my psychosis
I made passionate love to my sadness

As did he, when he entered my cell
I became queen of the underground
I was Medusa in those moments
Rising from hell

Fire ablaze, crackling!
Standing tall and firm right behind me
Hair down to my feet
A deadly Rapunzel
When it was time for me

Time for what?
Where does this tale take you?
It's about the death of a dark angel
When even your breath
Has been raped from you.

They were spirits I danced with
Like the samba with the living dead
My lover the most deadly
As I heard him shout:
'Off with her head! '

It was an act of love,
He always insisted.
As my heart; he carved out
And my soul, he gently kissed it

There isn't much more
I can particularly remember
Though I watched in horror
While my body he dismembered

It WAS an act of love perhaps?
When he released my body and my soul.
And now I drift peacefully—
See not quite whole, I'm whole

In pieces, I've found peace
I'll leave no more clues
It's all quite disheartening
And yet, it's ironic and humorous too.

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