This is a poem about that blinky thing.
Yellow, Green Flash across my screen, my mind.
I am watching, staring.
My eyes hurt.
The colors begin to blur.
I can't think straight.
My head hurts.
It is done.
I want more.
My head still hurts.
I click to start again.
The colors flash, it seemed longer that time.
My head hurts even more.
Again I click.
It runs, this time it seems shorter.
My head really hurts.
I click, once more.
Twice more! Thrice more!
My head feels ready to burst.
Yet again I click.
I collapse. Someone has called an ambulance.
I wish the pain would stop, My head hurts.
I try to push the pain away, brush it to the side.
It stays.
My head feels worse than ever now.
I hear the siren. Not long now.
It is here.
My head still hurts
I am taken to the ambulance.
I watch the lights intensly.
One last rush.