5pm yesterday => Migraine Level: Tin Foil Wreath
<intermission to bake>
10pm yesterday => Migraine Level: Tin Foil Troll Leaning on my Third Eye
<intermission to write research paper>
6am => Migraine Level: Nausea
7am => Migraine Level: Good-bye Dinner
7:30am => Migraine Level: Dry Heaving
8am => Migraine Level: Receding Nausea
I did not stay up writing a paper until 6am to call in sick. This stage will pass. I am an expert on this cycle, goram-it.
Go away, pain.
You’re not wanted here.
Want dark, warm cocoon, dark, dark, dark.
Want phantom bass beat that I hate so much
Piped straight into my brain
Exorcise the tin foil demon
Stop it scratching, gnawing, pushing, pushing, pushing
Pushing in, digging out, stretching bone
Always pressure, dragging my ears,
Whimper, pressure, pressure, pressure
Sick, sad, throb, sick
Just die, bleed out, suffocate under my purple alpaca hat
Leave me alone so I can school, can brain, can work, can play
Can live without pressure on throat where it connects to eyes
Crying makes it hurt, crying is why I got this
Violent force, must be controlled
Holding back stupid, irrational, female
Shut up stupid woman, you child, you puddle of fail
No tears, no time, fix problems, run life
Shut up brain
No one asked you.