There is a heat, rising
Up to the back of my eyes
Radiating out through my forehead
Into my immediate atmosphere
Like little comets, threatening
Devious in their orbit
Their fiery light searing my eyes
Not allowing me to eat or drink
I wait for my sanity to return
As close to the edge as I am
I am calm, for I know that it won't be long
Before a soft pillow soothes me