Frozen Migranes

Life has always been
a rubix cube
that doesn’t move.
the gears on the inside
are stuck in place
like seventeen years
of rusted metal
baking in the sun.
the soles of my feet
are again bleeding
from walking
on the ashes of glass shards
I thought had been
swept away
by hourglass sand.
It’s such a familiar emotion.
One that used to be
my body and soul
my heart and lungs,
my own flesh,
but it still confuses
and contorts the nerves
in my brain
to the point of breaking.
It only starts with a crack
but spreads
like fear in a crowd.
Life hurts.
It twists my stomach
into knots I can’t see
but God knows I feel them
and it makes me sick.
Sometimes I just can’t help
but not give a fuck.
Where is my salvation?
Maybe I should check
underneath the knife in my back.

Frozen Migranes

Nathan Emery

Joined September 2009

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