(Untitled short poem)

(Written August 19, 2013. Just now getting around to sharing it. This short poem was intended to convey the 24/7 headache pain that has been a part of my life for over 2 years. I'd venture to say many others who are dealing with chronic Lyme & Co's can totally understand the imagery. Sharing it because the headache is one symptom that God hasn't seen fit to remove...yet)

Untitled short poem

My brain is a prisoner inside a room with white white walls and nothing but an imaginary jackhammer-colored crayon.

Which coincidentally is the only thing it needs to embark on its quest of escape from its cell, even when the escape only ends up being noise and noise and noise and never results in freedom.