You think you can help me?
You don’t even know me,
Not real, not for show,
Or for sure.
What’s the question?
Would you like me to answer?
What do you wish to know?
Ask me a question?
What’s this ringing here inside your mind?
Does it remind you of a time when we lived below the line?
Can you hear the chimes, living here in my mind…
The bell is ringing, ping, ding a ling.
Cursed myself, lost in a state of time.
Wretched, ticking time.
My mind is crushing, imploding on itself…..
To much thinking of my sins, not the life I’m living in.