magic

what is the sound of a broken heart
and what do you hear when your world falls apart
when you walk all alone through the city nights
listening and hearing and seeing frights
living in your soul and trying to break free
from all the constraints that you’ve put on me
where everything feels like a hellish bliss
where everything feels like it’s full of shit
all the lies and hypocrisies surround your being
you try to see magic but you keep on missing
the target that’s right in front of you but you’re too blind to see
as it disappears and appears and disappears with misery
there are no chains that bind you to the world
but there are imaginary ones that you prefer
that have strength more than anything you can know
but its only strength to the extent you give it, your own
and you can run away from all that there is
knowing in the end there will be nothing to exist
except a lifeless body that once was
that once believed there was magic in the cause