Frostwritten

there is a thundercloud in my head

restless thoughts swirl

rumbling darkness stirs

pressure builds behind the eyes

and blackness swallows the sun

bitter wind sweeps through my dreams

and monsters claw at my brain

vision blurs, teeth clench, and stomach churns,

but

the painful flashes will not last,

the prowling thunder will fade,

the sun will disperse the clouds,

and my head will be at peace