To Those Without Migraines
To Those Without Migraines
Tiny pinpricks, flashes of light
Fireworks that refuse to fade
Heavy eyelids, twitching faces
Seek refuge in the shade
A throbbing, pulsing, stabbing, piercing
Slashing through the brain
Tiny inner tubes of white
Slide down throats to mask the pain
Minutes pass like hours, hours pass like... Read more
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