Magic (OctPoWriMo2014)-Day 25

Spells, chants, and crystal balls

None of them worked, I tried them all

But you still haven't come back to me

I called on magic

I held my faith

But it's all so tragic

When hope has been erased 

The angels said be patient

The voices said be kind

But how can I remain

When you still aren't mine

So I went to the psychic 

But her answer, I didn't like it

She said to weigh my options

Then mixed me up a strange concoction 

She added indifference with a bit of cynicism 

She told me to take a sip and I'll be released from this prison

And here I am completely over you

Now I believe in magic

There's nothing I can't do