CAMELOT FANTASIES

Grasping come what may
Times when thoughts flood
Profusion clattering to the top
Thrusting forward conspiring to sway
Each expression releases an emotion
Overflow in every which way
At times overwhelmed
Pressure where I pull my hair
Exasperated by all the confusion
Catatonic where I find myself
Staring off in wonder
Rocking myself to sleep
Hovering at the coolness of the air
As commotion leaves me in despair
Fatigue emerges & sweeps in
Tears may fall across my cheeks
Releasing me in deep slumber
It's the safe place
When I can't come to grips with reality
Tomorrow I can have an about face
Deal with it all in punctuality
My ultimate responsibility

~Divine