A Migraine

Migraines are rats

And cockroaches

In the unkempt cellars

Of my head.

The souls in Hell

May be so Tormented.

Some unwelcome food

Lashing out at my body,

Some unconfessed mortal sin

Doing battle with my soul.

Sounds become screeching banshees

And light becomes torment.

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