Magic in my Madness

You took away my magic,

Which flowed mercilessly through my viens.

Blood red velvet to arcane, undying black,

As you bound me to your chains.

You took the very thing,

From which my escape from your world grew.

Metal lacing the untouched stream,

and there was nothing I could do

You didn’t bottle it up,

Or simply just take it away,

No, you made me watch it disappear,

and forever they shall say,

“It’s sad that she grew up,

For she was never one to lose her soul.

But her tears of fire fall-

Lamenting all that they have stole.”

We live in a world of color,

But you trained me to see black and white

To follow the road too taken,

And to go without a fight.

But this pen and this paper are proof

That your poison shall never win,

For my words are a nimble serpent

and you are blind to the peril you’re in.

So see this fire within me,

Boil deep with a hatred smile.

Take a seat in my ashen heart.

Magic dripping from this exile.

You don’t know all that you have,

Hidden in this repugnant land,

But remember, you took my magic

And darling, I am mad.

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