Oh but you used to believe in magic,
The flying lights, the colours and bubbles,
Until reality has bitten you.
Marks of it's teeth are still in your flesh,
As the poison travels toward your heart,
Darkening your soul,
Dimming all the lights until they're no longer shining,
And the antidote you're needing
Was just a hoax,
Leaving your faith...
Dead.
Like a love lost,
You continue to exist but no longer living.
And isn't you,
An epitome of a vampire
Who lost his life
But continues to live forever.
And isn't magic after all,
To still live when you're already dead.