CAMELOT FANTASIES

Broken from the misdemeanours
Where every shred of clarity
Was torn into tiny pieces
Wounds are fresh
Filled with subtle to stark pain
Aches where crying slightly
Relieves the tears that strain
The depths of the soul
And the shattered hearts
Trust no longer lives in its midst
Scattered are the violently removed
White feathers
This angel has been rejected
Where once was love reflected
Sadness prevailed
As the pain assailed across
The lash filled back
Each attack harder than the last
Strange bedfellows of the past
Dejected and forgotten
In the need to heal
For judgement laid for crimes unpaid
Every weapon used to steal
Her dignity subjected
To broken wings
Of love

~Divine