CAMELOT FANTASIES

Confusion is breaking the direction of my decision
Disturbed by all the misconceptions by all the false words used like swords to divide and conquer
Illusions of grandeur
Beliefs of trust that burst the dam
The flooding waters filling and covering all the deceit with dark
Moulding mud
Compliments targeting aiming for the heart
While deceiving the brain
The strain to make sense of relentless sentences
Breaking my emotions apart
Fluidity of the stories you've said
Has led me down the pathway I've bled
Confusion is breaking
My thought pattern
Making it difficult to discern
Needing to be in control trying not
To anger
Making me stern
Unrecognizable like a stranger
Needing to stop this madness
Consumed by sadness
Confusion broke