There is a pressure, a pressure in my head.
Pushing, tightening, squeezing.
It’s so tense and yet not painful.
Only at the peak of pain.

The caffeine no longer clears it, the pressure in my head.
No coffee, no tea, no pills help.
Or at least not for the time, this moment.
Perhaps the pressure will cease?

I like to think that it’s you,
but really I don’t know.
Maybe I just need sleep,
but really I want it to be you.