CAMELOT FANTASIES

Dejected by the battle lost
Broken wing sprung forth blood
Tentatively touching the aches and pain
Staring at the blood stain
All over my hand
Shocked by the rapid fall
From the sky
Further pained by the rocky land
Wars constant wins and defeat
Through the ages of time
Good and bad
Rather than good or bad
Torture of loved ones
Unfortunately had
Grieving at this angels
Inability to thwart the weapons of attack
Wondering where all my cohorts
Who claimed to have my back
Alive or dead
The grey skies appear ominous
Tears spilling from my eyes
As the skies open
Voracious rain pounding on my head
Causing my wounds to smart
The pelting pain
Sending sharp new waves of distress
Suffering felt through all my nerves and sinews
Slumbered black out easing the duress
Until I awake
Concluding what direction
This battle will take

~Divine