Migraine Illusions


Lost in a fog of Pain

I drift without rhyme or reason

drifting in the abyss

unable to find my way,

no road map to follow

no gentle hand to guide me

awash and unable to breath.

Unstable I falter

not knowing the cause

Flight of the mind

dipping and weaving

symptoms of a disease

not known.

Emotions stretched

to the threshold

of imaging relief

that neither comes

nor is expected

in the coming days.

Whirlwind of lost yesterday's

as the infliction of nothingness

spins my brain

into a scrambled display

of irritation and mindless anticipation,

of hope not deserved.

Take this emptiness

and spin it into

expectations of

pain not felt

of sensations spinning

into tomorrow.

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Happyboomernurse 4 years ago from South Carolina

Good poem about migraine pain. I've never had one of these headaches, but my husband used to suffer from them.

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