Help me, I'm over the limit. The demon's are calling for my soul;
by nicola burkett
The clock's ticking, as the ground begins to swallow me whole.
As i shout, 'can you hear me? ' 'is there anybody there? '
There must be someone waiting, Someone who cares.
Is there someone that can heal, this broken heart of mine;
Anyone to tell me, that i'm going to be fine.
Someone who will rescue me from the growing crowd;
As the voices in my head, become dangerously loud.
Can you see me? I'm down here on my knees;
I need you to help me, i'm begging you please.