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Headache
it hurts worse than anything,
cycling constant
through my cursed head
and I hate it
throbbing
it has me sobbing
trying to remember to breathe
please make it stop
hours seem like days
of constant affliction
and I just want to know
why?
what's the point
when there's nothing I can do
to save my mind of the monster
called migraine?
ice packs, shoulder rubs,
holding my head like
a crazy person--
is it really that bad?
popping pain pills fast enough
to kill my kidneys in a day
or is it my liver?
I don't care, just make it better
no cure for my anger or dread
knowing I'm pressing through
only to wait for the next one
to come haunt me
I can't think
can't speak
can't do anything
can't exist
no light
no noise
no movement
nothing
makes me dizzy
makes me sick
makes my ears go off like sirens
an alarm:
"there's something wrong with your head!"
cycling constant
through my cursed head
and I hate it
throbbing
it has me sobbing
trying to remember to breathe
please make it stop
hours seem like days
of constant affliction
and I just want to know
why?
what's the point
when there's nothing I can do
to save my mind of the monster
called migraine?
ice packs, shoulder rubs,
holding my head like
a crazy person--
is it really that bad?
popping pain pills fast enough
to kill my kidneys in a day
or is it my liver?
I don't care, just make it better
no cure for my anger or dread
knowing I'm pressing through
only to wait for the next one
to come haunt me
I can't think
can't speak
can't do anything
can't exist
no light
no noise
no movement
nothing
makes me dizzy
makes me sick
makes my ears go off like sirens
an alarm:
"there's something wrong with your head!"
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