CAMELOT FANTASIES

Rage is engorged itself
Into another stage
Where sanity meets insanity
Want and need to break
Through the binds that tie me
Feel like walking through
Clouds Or fields of cotton
Forgiveness has happened
Images are not stopping
Sentences expressed
Distressed as the knives have plunged
Deep into the crevices of the spine
Plunged many a time
Where parts are numbing
Fathomless though it seems
The abyss seems dark and bleak
Without a spark of light
The silence doth speak

~Divine