Insanity

Each droplet consumes
Pin points of individual pressure
accumulating together to envelope head

Steam gradually billows into nostrils
with a comforting fragrance of soap
mixed within the humidity

Head tilted back as the only
movement worthy of risk
Muscles ache as tension penetrates
each limb fighting for balance

Eyes closed while the torrent
of hot water engulfs
all senses

Deep breath in

Deep breath out

Ever careful to avoid tempting
the bile to advance from chest
into mouth

Lights turned down low
or completely off
Creating smaller spaces within
the safety of darkness

The minutes pass unnoticed
while pressure either eases
or continues to burn
Some migraines are easier to manage
than others

Either the day continues or the
mind is lost to absolute insanity.

I am grateful for the opportunity of modern luxuries ❤

Stomach Flu

Legs straddling the porcelain
One hand back, pulling up sweaty strands in a tight fist
The other, lost in the confusion of the movement
Body shaking, collapsing, suffocating
A putrid stench opens eyes to another wave of volatile cleansing
The bathroom floor has never felt so private
Deliriously making way back to bed
To dream of the reality of the moment
Until feet understand the urgency of the next second before
Eyes open
Another dance into submission

I am grateful for Jess. ❤