Jan 2011
My head throbs,
With this constant headache,
Without a cause,
The blood is racing,
Much too fast,
Through these veins,
I'm still aching inside,
In that place,
Nobody can reach,
Just let it be over
With this constant headache,
Without a cause,
The blood is racing,
Much too fast,
Through these veins,
I'm still aching inside,
In that place,
Nobody can reach,
Just let it be over
©Nicola-Isobel H. 12.01.2011
