CAMELOT FANTASIES

Words spoken in good times
Are promises broken
Words spoken in rough times
Are an open link of promises
Kept to the end of time

~Divine

I've died so many times
So many lives
So many deaths
Something comforting in the thought of my demise
Seems comforting , no surprise
Reincarnation I do believe
Many lives
Many deaths
Yet here I am
Lessons abound
With or without a sound
The yearning and unknowing
Of the other side
What I do know
Make this side
One heaven/hell of a ride!

~Divine

Power to the people
Mantra for the oppressed
Racism, based on fear
Followed by hate
I'm always surprised
How they continue to propagate
Despicable lies
Continuation in fabricated forms
To continue to segregate
Sadness prevails
Behind the shrouded veils
Alienating people for their
Outward appearances
Passing judgement
Disturbing confinement

~Divine

Dwindled down to nothing
Whatever I may have felt
You destroyed with your idiotic actions
Why do you bother
Do me a favour
Don't try another
I know you're stalking
There won't be any more talking
You have lost your chance
I've forgiven you time and again
You continue to pretend
Playing games
Of lies and blame
To think I let you in
My circle of friends
Fooled me a few times
It's done
No other and don't bother
God Speed and blessings
Here's a burning flame
To burn all you blame
Good Bye
KA

~Divine [ Guests cannot view attachments ]

Isn't it funny
Under the guise of friendship
People need to disintegrate
Dismantle with name calling
What's the matter
Kindness is not weakness
I have an opinion
State it clearly
I won't stutter
Cords are severed this life
From this day forward
And on to the next etc etc
You had your day in the sun
Obstacles from so called friends
Finished, you're done
New volume has begun
Fly away
Bye, bye

~Divine

Addictions are the true connotation of
Self abuse
Searching outside of ourselves
To gain confidence
For a convoluted form of love
Basal intention of looking for love
Complex with all of these attachments
Abuse is a form of withdrawal
Veiled exploration with self inflicted
Drug abuse
To numb the emotions
Highly sensitives are always
Attacked and judged
They are so sensitive that
Alcohol or drugs are attached to them
Like another appendage
Not wanting to feel
Shutting down senses
Yet open to pieces of what seems like reality
Seeping in through the cracks
Drowning in self inflicted depravation
Yet they smile to the world
Sadly the insanity ensues
Breaking the addiction
5 days, 4 weeks, 3 months
Something happens that is beyond their control
Snap back like a rubber band
Back in the fold to what appears
Those people who "understand "
Help you with your crutch
For another 8 ball or a bottle of vodka
The smile is painted on your face
But your eyes are dead

If people close bothered to look
Really look
Show after show
Performances made for us to laugh
While his heart and soul collapsed

Take the time to connect with loved ones
No matter what the emotions erupt
If we reach out before they take
The last dime bag
The prescription pills
That rope that they hung themselves

Their cry for help varies
Each and every time
Their act of being in control
Is their biggest vice
Takes nothing
Costs us all nothing
To simply be nice
Check in on them
Check in

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Sadly the lists continue .....

Heyyy Devine,
Dark musings, I do relate to this side. Shattered
When Chris Cornell did like Robin. Sad, real sad.

Surprise shattered what I thought
What might have mattered
Unfortunately, memories are skewered
I'm not looking for ways
Many things I wish I had forgot
Yet they linger
Unmitigated
Neither have they softened
Some keep multiplying

~Divine