Open Poetry #12 |
Another Life In The Way of a Migraine |
Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Absently shaking and pondering this pain, End in end I am noticing that tears, Hurt too much to set free. Is this because of all my thoughts, Doubts and fears and worries? Oh, yes, the same cliche subjects just known to me, Over and over again desperately clenching my will, And sending all the hurt to my head, As if there wasn't enough torment up there. So I sleep for hours and hours, But it does nothing but dull the feeling, And I believe that must be worse. So sitting here pondering all these colors I'm seeing, Reeling from old tears and wondering should I go back to bed, And waste away the rest of my day, Waste away the rest of my night. Too many times taken by persistant, Throbbing, Enclosed in cloak of surrender while trying to make it easier to pull myself up and walk. One more noise and I'll start to scream, But that would only make it worse. One more thought and I swear I'll be insane, Run screaming, holding my head in a long, Slow groan of self pity and rage. Intensity collaborates with more pain, And now I'm laughing, but I shouldn't be laughing. Just call me gripped, Turn out the light and don't bother to touch me, Always wanting to touch me while I'm aching, When all I need are strong hands to knead tight muscles. But lest I forget I must remind myself that I am alone in this, And there is no one here to hold me. |
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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) |
o yuh there is.. all oh us!!! good write here |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
sad lines from an open heart here. "When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass, and the sun drips honey." Laurie Lee |
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Packratmike Senior Member
since 2001-02-25
Posts 632California, USA |
So I sleep for hours and hours, But it does nothing but dull the feeling, And I believe that must be worse. So sitting here pondering all these colors I'm seeing, Reeling from old tears and wondering should I go back to bed, And waste away the rest of my day, Waste away the rest of my night. Too many times taken by persistant, Throbbing Yup, I know what your talking about. This is a perfect description. I suffer from migraines too. Sometimes it hurts too much to stay up but if you go to bed it won't let you sleep. Hope you find something that can help. |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
this pain is all too real. . . excellent. . . ------------------------------------------------------------ To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Thanks for the support on this so far, everyone! I'm glad everyone read! |
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snowpants Member Elite
since 2000-09-16
Posts 2061KS |
'So I sleep for hours and hours, But it does nothing but dull the feeling, And I believe that must be worse. So sitting here pondering all these colors I'm seeing, Reeling from old tears and wondering should I go back to bed, And waste away the rest of my day, Waste away the rest of my night.' Seriously powerful write here, temptress! I enjoy the read, though...wonderful use of all the right words to describe this! sp everytime I close my eyes, I see your face, I taste you on my lips... every night I fantasize that I can feel you on my fingertips... |
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