CAMELOT FANTASIES

Stunned she stared at the after effects of her traitorous mind
Organized chaos was unravelling
Support from the unseeing force
Momentarily she dwelled in the relief she felt in her aching bones
She was running on empty
Awake for two days and nights
There was no time for the weary to rest
Good and evil were at war coerced by the demons dressed like innocence
Fabricating the truth
In their eye to unwavering eye contact
Infusing their propaganda with their flittering unfettered gaze
And their uneasy smile
Rocking to soothe their body in hopes of finding solace

~Divine