Hello squiggly line,
Hello blue circle,
Hello black square;
Signaling my migraine.
Posing as a mere distraction
At crossroads, we coincidentally meet.
Not so coincidental that you hide
When I try to glimpse.
You’re here to hinder me,
Obstruct my vision,
Disrupt my concentration,
And distract me from the bigger picture.
Are you even really a warning
To help me to prepare,
Or at least know what is to come?
Or are you the cause;
The reason for my pain
And cognitive loss?
Are you a consequence
Of some unforgivable sin,
For which I must pay?
I live in controversy;
Controversy and pain,
Despair,
Confusion.
It’s what you make of me,
When I lose myself
Trying to find a way
To get rid of you.
You prevail
And domesticate me;
Pinned