A Room Full of Rusty Dreams and Memories

Fresh write! Please read. :)

I live in a room full of them;
crumbling and painful to step and look upon.
I live in a room full of rusty memories.
Maybe if I oil them
the gears will start to crank,
because there are also a couple of rusty dreams.

There is a room full of rusty dreams
and rusty memories;
a room full of moldy tears,
rotten stuffed bears, broken down dolls,
and bent up old legos.
I live in a room full of rusty dreams and memories.

I can tell you that in this room,
the walls are dying; ivory to gray,
The floor is wrinkling; a shaded brown to a nasty old stain,
The ceiling fan is aging; silent to a cause of insomnia.
And to tell you the truth,if  there is one good thing about this old room

it's that its full of rusty dreams and too many memories.

Author's Note

I was looking at my wall...This is what I came up with.

Reviews

[Bráthair Faolchu]

Walls can be quite important, especially if there is a crack in it!

[Melody]

Especially, if there is a crack in it, yes!! :)
Thank you. :)

[Bráthair Faolchu]

off topic, but I found a new smiley-face =D

[Michael G.]

A clean little poem, even with the main thought about rusty, dirty memories.
Yesterday, I watched a piece about the Oriskany, an aircraft carrier intentionally sunk off Florida to make an artificial reef. Within a year, she is now covered with sea life... making her rusty rooms a home for new life. We can sometimes do the same to those places where we keep old, rusty thoughts by giving them other things to store.
Keep writing.

[Melody]

Thank you. :)

[anna]

Beautiful, I felt the emotions and the story line flow really well, good job!

[Melody]

Thanks.

[Mystic_Angel]

I thought it was beautiful :)

[Melody]

Thank you.