It’s a perfectly normal day
as I read my chemistry textbook.
It states,
Chemical equilibrium is the state
when        reactants          products      added.
My vision skips words.
I see blurry zigzags wherever I look.
My eyes close, trying to erase
this familiar memory.
I know what comes next.

One hour passes

The throbbing starts behind my eyes
and spreads to the back of my head.
I escape to my silent, dark room
wanting to sleep away this agonizing pain.
But nothing I try will stop the process.

Three hours pass

My stomach becomes a sea of boiling water,
yelling at me to let everything out.
It gets its wish
over and over again.

Six hours pass.

When I finally drag myself out of bed,
my weak body stumbles over itself,
wanting to catch a glimpse of sunlight.

One of many migraines and
six of many hours
have passed.