My Brain, Migraine

A Caucasian woman with brown hair tied back and wearing a black vest.  Her right hand is held up in front of her face, hiding her features, and on the palm of her hand is a big X in thick black tape.
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The last thing I needed on top of my worsened fatigue, and potential fibromyalgia, were migraines but some faulty wiring and misfiring in my brain has brought them upon me. I have been suffering them on and off for several weeks now and though my GP was sympathetic and helpful, she could only prescribe one kind of medication, and it eased them but didn’t get rid of them completely. I’m waiting on seeing Neurology, however, that may take a while (understandably after all the pressure and delays in the NHS).
One small upside is that I inexplicably now find eating chocolate a revolting concept, so maybe I’ll lose some weight…though I am struck by random sugar and salt cravings at times so that probably counteracts the migraine imposed chocolate-ban.
Another upside is I still have times I can write and I found myself scribbling a poem as a bad episode took over me. I’m sure if you’ve ever suffered migraines, you’ll be able to understand or relate to some of what I wrote.


Claws are clutching at my cranium
their longs talons scratching
the insides of my skull.
The world is still and stable
yet the pavements sway
as I am tossed by the waves
of pulsating pain.
I am drowned in drunken daze
Without a single sip
Of the demon drink.
I suffer a strange sensation,
I feel not hear buzzing
as though all cells are misfiring
– static throughout the synapses.
Fruitlessly I hold, I caress
my taut, tense forehead
as though I might ease inside
but I can’t reach deep enough.
I swallow back the nausea,
close my eyes against the light
but no matter how tight
I shut my lips, my lids
the world bleeds through
a slow torture.

Published by kaelawalker

30-something aspiring writer on the West Coast of Scotland. Inspired by nature, beautiful Scotland and my journey coping with physical and mental illness.

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