Somethings in my head,
A beastly array of pains and throes,
I can feel it clawing at the walls,
And all the pain that entails,
I know not what is in there,

A bloody drum kit played by an ogre,
Or a cat with too many legs,
A stack of plates like the tower of pisa,
Or a feverish jazz band,
A penance forced on to my brain,

It hurts,
Pangs like bolts through the veins,
I grow weary of it,
The only question upon my lips,
When will it dissipate and give me rest?

  1. Navin says:

    Are you sitting in my head….scripting how I 2 days back really felt….all I’m saying is that….this poem is crazy relatable, mate.

  2. Carol anne says:

    I can relate having had 3 bad headaches this past week! Painful! ❤

  3. Shruba says:

    Migraine? Take care. Headaches are exhausting ugh 🥺🖤

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