CAMELOT FANTASIES

Choking felt surreal
At the base of the throat
Where I’ve chosen to forego the speech
Not letting the rise of the emotions feel
Hiding behind the mask again
Words spoken have no meaning
The desire to reach you, beseech
Searching for the right words to say
Good bye
Searching for the unlimited feelings or being
**** open laid to die
Grateful it’s only temporary
I e realized the greater love doesn’t compare
The greater love is within me
Has always been
The scars are healing mutually beneficial
Words spoke don’t match the actions
Moving forward angst is gone
There is no looking back
You let go a while ago
Watching the lies flow like a huge stack of pringles
If you blow on them hard enough
Watch them tip and fall
Scattered all over
Bonus with the pringles,
You can still eat them

This juncture I’m finding them quite lip smackingly  good

~Divine