Voices buzz around my head like a swarm of flies   A dark cloud obscures all light   Self-fulfilling prophecy   Life passes by as I lay numb   Clipped wings, bleeding wrists, lowest point, fall from grace   There words shower down like shards of glass   Severing reason   Bleeding, hope, longing for silence   Aching for sleep, I lay numb   Poison the flower   Nurture the weed   Biting the hand that feeds   Nothing to lose   All to gain   Still I lay numb