CAMELOT FANTASIES

POINT OV LIFE

I'm at a point of life, where I want to runaway.
Don't know what, I feel this way.
Clickity clack, don't want my mind to talk back.
Because next time I runaway, to the funny farm I stay.
I just want to walk away, from life itself today.
If my life was mundane, I would feel none of the pain.
Sometimes I'm here, and sometimes I'm not.
So many things, I wish I had forgot.
The heart continues thru, with the pain that persevere.
Vespers ov my time, disciplined the visions to instill.
Don't know if I ever will, walk away to get well.
Getting rid, ov the wrath of hell.
To be alone, helps me to end that spell.
Would it create, a darker realm.
My mind locked away, in a darker cell.
Runaway I might still, too the circus ov surreal.