~monster~ - Poem by Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun
Deeper than the iris
the flower of our eyes,
There lies a pain
I've come to know,
and there it still resides.
The pressure pointed finger tips
do little to surpress,
The ever-growing pounding
of this giant
who won't rest.
The pills and heat,
also the cold
don't do much to alter,
This monster in my head each day
growing even stronger.
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