The Witch She Came

This is just my own expression of how we search for different things to help us when we hurt, need guidance, etc. Usually after all of our searching the help we needed was always inside us.

The witch she came and she did see, the hideous thoughts that were buried in me. She saw the words that I couldn't breathe, thoughts that held me hostage and made me seethe.

 

The witch she came and set me free only to capture again by her rabid means. She whispered things, things I'd like to forget, but she did teach me to never regret.

 

The witch she came and she was my friend, that's what she told me to say. Her depths unknown, she was going insane, trying to bear unbearable pains. That's what she wants you to know.

 

The witch she left and then it was me, flying all alone. Finally I learned that I was free and didn't need anything more.