drowning in a sea of angry voices
their sharp shrill shrieks piercing into me
- you can hurt me with the sharp end of what you say
theres this dull ache in my head
an incessant thumping that refuses to go away
and the world around me is shrouded in black swirls.

my teeth are sharp and i bite
if you dig deep enough
you will find just an empty void there
it was given away a long time ago
and its not about to find its way back
almost certainly not to you
quite poking your nose around
you are simply pushing the wrong buttons