Abigail Williams

In certain situations, it is difficult to tell who the real witch is

Abigail Williams

Turbulent are these waters I tread

Nuclear meltdown is imminent
(It's time to let the violence commence)

When the hell did my life become this damn complex?

Caught are the righteous is Havoc's hex

But still I pretend, for I know I cannot make amends

I am trapped in this wretched web I've woven

From this trial, how will I emerge?  Of destruction I am on the verge

Apprehension approaches again to dance with me in this reversed pentagram

Morpheus has been refracted by selfish intentions

Now gone are the roaring rains of redemption

(Let the world be silently scourged)

Bedlam has cast a spell I find I cannot quell

From this trial, how will I emerge?  Of destruction I am on the verge

Apprehension approaches again to dance with me in this reversed pentagram

I've been lynched by the guilt from the lies I cannot confide

To those who wrote the laws by which I swore to abide

I know I cannot eradicate the demonic distress I've unleashed

The emotions I have bewitched in cowardice so mindless

Threaten to drag me down into the depths of madness

From this trial, how will I emerge?  Of destruction I am on the verge

Apprehension approaches again to dance with me in this reversed pentagram

Writer's Note:  I am finally back, and my creative meter is more full than it has been in quite a while.  My senior year of high school is proving to be exhausting, but everything is going well.  I have good grades, I know what I career I want to pursue(finally) and what college I want to go to, and I'm having a great time.  I may be back, but I won't be coming on the site as much as I used to, because school takes top priority, and my homework leaves me little, if any, time to write songs nowadays.  As usual, tell me what you think of these lyrics, and please be honest! :)

Author's Note

Come back season :P

Reviews

[jeannemarie coulter]

a very good read...

about homework:
i was ranch raised...my father worked us like ranchands dawn to dusk...he hated when we had homework, saying" i give you to them 6 hours a day 3/4 of the year, the rest of the day is mine, but he also demanded high grades so the homework was always done, i went to college on a scholarship and fully believe education can not be wasted...years later i found myself relating to my nieces and nephews and my daughter how easy getting it done was and then realizing the between getting homework done and the jobs father gave us after school (cleaning manure from barns and pens or riding fence) made the choice of homework an easy one...lol...blessed be to thee...jc

[DoormanDan]

Sounds like you had an exhausting time then. I agree with yoy, education cannot be wasted. Thanks for reading :)