CAMELOT FANTASIES

DEALING

I need to know, what these feelings are, that I hold.
Is it from the past, stories that I once  told.
Wondering, where time has gone.
When you, just seem to creep along.
People you once knew, came and passed on.
Sometimes I think, I need to rest.
Dealing with, my aggressive past.
Lessons learned, keeps life easy to digest.
That which get's chastised, is in my mind.
Blatant could be my time, with all of that to suffice.
When doing it to a rhyme, it becomes so sublime.
Dealings with luv, in another time. [ Guests cannot view attachments ]