Seeking
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United States
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It pounds against the confines of my head
Throbbing, pulsing from within
Flooding my skull with blinding pressure,
It seeks release
It whines in my ear, a ringing, like bells
High-pitched and incessant,
Mewling like a broken animal
Until even the silence emits sound
It deadens my limbs, cold and heavy
Blood turned to sludge
My feet carry Ophelia’s weight
All It has is loneliness
It knows what it is,
Knows not what It wants
It feeds off Its host - my mind
And It seeks relief
This poem is about:
Me