Raging
wars inside my head
Sleeping
buried as if dead,
Four times the strain
inside my brain,
Losing count of thoughts. I forget,
Especially now
with this aching migraine.

Shut eyes
hope to block out the ache
A couple pills
to numb myself to sleep
So much so,
I might not even wake.

And of course;  
water to wash it down
I feel so much disorder,
my brain feels upside-down
Christ almighty hears me cry,
about a thorn to the Crown.

The light surrounding,
covered with a backhand
A slap of fire strikes my front end.
Praying in
the echoes of pain,
That you silence the noises
of this constant migraine.