CAMELOT FANTASIES

Frustration has drawn the light
In to the vast depths of the dark
Disgusted with the months of standstill
Discovering that my truths
Were believed as lies
Battering the punching  bag
With at least three tries
Each arm, followed by kicks
Over thinking still
The falacy of being told
I finally believe you
Now that the story is old
55 months and counting
Despondent by the revelations
Of the irresponsibility
That arises from futility
Blatant stupidity from those with masters degrees

Here is a fact:
When people speak truth
You can ask them a million questions
A billion different ways
The answer is always the same
When people lie
They struggle to recall
The stories they made up
After 55 months
My answers are still the same
Stop the blame game

~Divine