Migraines
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I knew where I was headed,
Lost in thought, nose in a book:
Dragons, fairies, elves and sugar plum days.
Every thought, every move.
Cascading down a whirlwind of darkness,
Accompanied only by pain and purple lights.
Silently screaming and crying inside.
It hurts is much, this eruption of agony.
In a world full of pain and fear she finds peace
In a world full of darkness and cold she finds light and warmth
In a world full of despair she finds faith
She knows not of the life outside this dark room
My thoughts have taken the long way out
Everything I do kills me now.
The beautiful ugly that resides in my mind,
The silence that screams at me all the time.
I take the medicine day after day.
Numb all over I like the way I feel
When this pain in my head makes me reel.
The pressure so great I think my brain's exploding
Crouched in the fetal position rocking and rolling.
