Sweet orange light
Bitter Night
Throbbing, beating
Biting, bite
Grinding teeth
Pressing between sheets
Numb, dizzy, tense and tight
Tired, like wired, like caught
In a tangle, distraught
I am tired, dragged down by weight
Distressed, confused
Last I thought I just wait
See how long it would last
To be done with so it would be past
Hoping to go through it just once and for all
Instead, I am going mad with the rise and fall
Pain, not a word anymore
Not a thing I can kill
A mood, a state of being, a sore
Sensation, physical confusion
In between time, so still
Purgatorial transition
Achingly slow
With nowhere to go
The hormonal struggle ends
To only begin, again
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