CAMELOT FANTASIES

He cried while hiding
Never knew how to share his feelings
Wracked with grief
Drugs helped calm him
Alcohol too
Sensitive man needing to show his bravado
Deep inside his moods reeling
Smiles crept up
Reminiscent of a thief
Slipping in, rushing out
His first hello
His last good bye
He will never understand
How much he meant to us
He will never know
The tears we cry
The ugly sobs that ache
Heart breaking through the pain

Slumped over his steering wheel
Only 35
Tears keep rolling
The strain, to real
Another soul misunderstood
Were left wondering
Was there more to do
Change this story
Only if we could

I am crying for him
I am crying for me
His light is gone
Staring at a corpse
Is all that's left for us to see

~Divine