Robbed for Thirty Years

A poem

You have robbed me
for thirty years.
Stolen my weekends,
my time at school
and at work,
cut days out,
appointments,
meetings with
friends and family,
dates and
holidays,
taken my
evenings
hobbies
promotions
relationships
opportunities,
trapped inside
my cranium,
can’t get out
can’t come in —
will you
detonate.

Migraine,
how much time
have you left for me?

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