CAMELOT FANTASIES

SOLITUDE DEPRESSION

Solitude, my band ov happiness.
Traveling thru caverns, ov my soul.
Memories, of which I hold.
The aptitude ov my mind, crispy sometimes I find.
Depth of this design, goes deeper dark to blind.
Darken is the find, ov the person left behind.
Depression and it's Life's games, suicides to many it's claim.
Deafness ov luvs' remind, a brighter life you will find.