CAMELOT FANTASIES

My whole country mourns
The disturbances created by our government
So many days filled with fear and turmoil
Echoing distantly to crowds choked with lament
Time has swallowed chances of progress
Bound by the fear
Sticking to the rhetoric
None will come out and confess
The damage it’s done
To the nation
But sadly to those who suffer with mental health
To self destruction

I cry for those who felt they weren’t heard
I cry for the choices they made at their time of distress
And they felt no one cared
They thought with despair
That they were alone
Unable to hold a gaze or someone’s hand
A slight caress
Feeling as though someone was there
Only to take their life
In their moments of confusion
Anxiety and fear, filled with no one cares
Hotlines spit out their narrative
Pathos free, to a certain degree
Struggling with the illusion
Such a difficult choice
Their final conclusion

~Divine