Thorns

Only i am to blame
for the thorns that have nestled in my heart
it throbs with each beat
pain pulses through me as i walk
the empty corridors of camelot

sing with me
perhaps it will go away
this pain in my heart
perhaps it will fade away with time

see the lights, those were real
now witness the tears on my face as they run
this is a pain i have never felt
the permanent splinter
covered by soft scar tissue

beware of the thorns
they are dangerous
a never ending maze of nature's needles
surrounded by the petals of paradise