Monthly disaster

I can feel it creeping in
Ever so lightly
Touching my skin
Soft yet so firm

Unmistakable sign
Of its presence
Is the laugh that has no end
And no meaning
Followed by sitting
On the curb
On the verge
Of a panic attack

The next day
You're searching for
Any tell
That would unveil
The smiles and teases
Of recent past
But it can never last

Weather is changing
And so am I
The other me is on the rise
Powerful, yet so fragile
Pops up and then leaves
Leaving tears
Of every kind
There is

I let her rule
Just for a while
Because I'm so tired
Of the fight
She'll have her way
Then say goodbye
And see you again
Next month

Džejn.