CAMELOT FANTASY

Words spoken with fervour
Each syllable breathing fire
Actions denote betrayal
Squashing all remnants of desire
Pink shattered glasses at the foot of the bed
Strange memories keep playing in my head
It’s not the words you spoke that betrayed me most
It’s the recovery of each memory
By me the host

~Divine

Plethora of emotions tore at her insides
Wheezing sounds emitted softly
The untruths were swirling around her head
Staring at the mirror and looking at the hollowness reflected
There is nowhere to hide
Frozen catatonic by the lies
Fragments swirling seeing red in fits of anger
Aches and pains surging through her body
By his mishandled hands
Her head is screaming danger
But words cannot escape her lips
As her shivering thighs continue to knock at the knees
The inability to stand and walk
Has left her bereft of breathe
Unable to talk
Left speechless despising what her eye sees

~Divine

magical thread.


magical poetry by lady Divine.