Monday, 20 January 2014

Heh-day-key

Break the head down into chunks,
Chunks that hurt and chunks that don’t.
Chunks that burn and boil and boom,
And chunks that can’t, chunks that won’t.

Dissect me into pieces,
And take my mind apart.
Break into the sections,
And pack away the heart.

There’s a fire raging forward,
Tearing limb from limb,
Leading me into lava
Where I’m struggling to swim.

There’s a dragon sitting on my neck,
Breathing flames into my skull.
Burning muscle bone and even breath,
And the rest is left quite dull.

When you spiralling down a whirl of pain,
Leaving it hard to see.
You wonder how much longer,
This can even be.

There’s a fire raging forward,
Your courage eradicated.
Unstoppable until
You’ve slept or ate or medicated.

You’re broken, oh so broken
Split right through the head.
There’s still a small-ish part of you,
That wishes you were dead.

And so the migraine passes,
The pain has left , hooray!
It’ll just come back though, it always does

The headache that never goes away. 

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