Blogger blogging near Seattle
Just out my window
Watching this December rain
I finish my tea
I woke early this morning fighting a migraine. The daggers in my skull have been dulled, but the mental fog and inability to focus remain. The grey, rainy skies seem to fit perfectly with my state of being.
Peeling back my skull
Pressure ripping through the bone
Pain drives, can’t focus
tightness in my neck
pain radiating outwards
migraine’s misery
The pain
Is all
That I
Am
So begins doom
Tendons within the neck
Pulled, slowly, growing
Into ferocity, mercy unknown.
Powerless, collapsing within.
Seeking, simply, to continue
To exist upon the other side.
Survival, sometimes, a worthy
Goal.