Truth melts magic
and there is no voice stronger
it hides sometimes
but cannot be denied
Truth melts magic
like old music in a gramophone
singing songs not yet written
because those meant to write them are still
too scared to open their throats
Truth melts magic
it rages in silence
silencing rage
tickling neglect and opening that long-forgotten
holy forged weapon
Truth melts magic
and every time I see
I cry
at yet another lie I’ve been living
ripping open, ripping free
Daring
to be true
not just magical