Flashy lights,
Noises amplified by 10,
My migraine has begun again.
Tunnel vision,
Pounding head,
Advil will not make it end.
Stabbing pains,
Tear streaked face,
My head has put me back into my place.
The pain has faded,
The noises quiet.
My mind still cries from the pain
that was violent .
Vision clears,
Tears dry,
Till the migraine comes
back for another try.
05.08.16
YOU ARE READING
We've All Gone Brain Dead
PoetryDon't mind me, I'm just going to go choke on my aesthetics
