migraines

4.

my thoughts are now becoming

a drill.

a drill that never stops with its

repetitive, unpleasant sound.

a drill that destroys

what comes near it.

my thoughts are, so,

destroying my head.

i get migraines nowadays.

there is only so much drilling

i can handle

until i go completely off my head.

until the drill goes straight through

everything, shutting every thought

down.

it will be painful,

but at least then it will be quiet.

peaceful.

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