My Epilepsy Asks,

Can you find me?

My temples pulsate,

sounds povel my ear drums

deeper into my scull,

rays of light stab into my eyes,

and moments meant to be new

feel familiar.

 

Invisible.

Psychologically disengaging.

Explain it? It’s always changing. 

Day by day

one common goal

start the conversation 

be the seed that can grow. 

Will I ever find you. 

I don’t know.

  

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