You feel stuck,
estranged,and unable to be helped.
Very deranged and compiled with total madness..or is it terror.

Failing in everything..stopped with no talent.
frightened by your own creation,
freaked by this image you see.
Maybe less dramatic than you seem to be.

Tick-Tock in your brain,
full of gaps and strange places.
Who will know of your name?
Who will help your indignity?

I remember who you were very well.
With rosy dresses and songs did dwell.
With cut and bruises by yourself.
Pains done mentally,
never shown physically.

I remember very well,
I've once seen the church's bell,
God will depart you from hell.