Thoughts collapse beneath
the pressure pounding
against my tenderized skull
Light floods through pupils,
illuminating, amplifying
the pulsating sting flowing
through my head
As I try to stand,
Pain stabs one side
Tipping my balance,
Leaving me prostrate
My perception spirals,
trying to escape
this confinement, this prison
as I try to keep a feeble grip
on the temples of my forehead
I pray this sentence ends soon
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