This Migraine 

Peeling back my skull
Pressure ripping through the bone
Pain drives, can’t focus

Heart of Stone

Her heart of stone
Sedimentary rock
Made of pressure
Upon layers of
Heartache and
Pain 

Depression’s Brutality 

Feeling failure
As i lack
The adoration
Of millions

Since i don’t
Possess a legacy
Where the future
Will study my relics,
A sense of reverence
Seeking proximity
To my memory

Migraines 

tightness in my neck 

pain radiating outwards 

migraine’s misery 

Germs

Tonight’s pain 

Prying my skull 

Burning knees 

Back & elbows 

Frightful little 

Viri destroy

So damn 

Effectively
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Brutality’s Dream

The world existing
Entrenched brutality deep
Sunlight clears the fog

Childhood’s Collapse

Daily decay’s
Raging presence
Death’s fragrance
Fills me deeply.

Then that morning’s
Ragged breathing,
Brutal truth of
Impending silence.

Migraine’s Doom

The pain
   Is all
     That I
    Am

Migraineur

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.