Gut Sick Companion

Seconds away from uncertain damage
My fear rang like a megaphone that all my personalities could hear
Right before my eyes

Seconds away from (let me out) irreparable damage
(locked in hell) Summer dried the brine
The helpless seem to burn up with the nest

Give me a knife to cut pain from neck
Give me a bullet for pain in head
Give me nothing, these selfish days
I'd give a kingdom just to hear you say

You're not alone, I am here for you
I surely notice each day makes sense in such inspiring ways

Seconds away from certain damage