poem day 4

dulling beads of pain

suffocating my vision

weakening my concentration

so begins my battle to survive the night

me versus the migraine

hazy auras

pungent smells

dizzy sensations

i’m too stubborn to submit

pop a pill if i must

or let nature take its course

don’t stress, don’t stress, they say

just relax, it would just all go away

but i’m not backing down

i can’t stop my pace

my body is my tool

and i must be in control

me versus the migraine

only one of us will be here in the morning


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